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John Stuart Mill · en
Over the brows that mark the intellectual front of that due
form, there fall the auburn locks of youth, or the grey hair of
venerable age. Each of those hairs is curiously organised. If you
take a branch of a tree, and cut it across, you will find curious
markings caused by vessels of various structure, all necessary to
the existence of the plant. In the centre will be found either
a hollow tube, or a space occupied by a soft substance called
pith. Each hair of your head is as curiously formed as the branch
of a tree, and in a manner not dissimilar, though its parts
are so minute that the unaided eye cannot discern them. Every
hair has a root, just as a tree has, and through this root it
receives its nourishment. As the vessel which feed a plant are
always proportionate to the size of the plant itself, how fine
must be those vessels which form the roots of the hair, being in
proportion to the size of the hair, which is in itself so small
that the eye cannot see its structure? The hair is, in fact, an
animal plant, growing upon the body in much the same manner that
plants grow upon the surface of the earth. But how does this hair
grow? Not alone by the addition of matter at its roots, pushing up
and elongating its stem: nourishment passes up through its whole
length, and is deposited upon its end, just as the nourishment of
a tree is deposited upon its extreme branches. If, after having
your hair cut, you were to examine its ends by the microscope, you
would discover the abrupt termination left by the scissors. But
allow the hair to grow, and then examine it, and you will discover
that it grows from its point which, in comparison with its former
state, is perfect and fine. The reason why the beard is so hard
is, that the ends of the hair are continually being shaved off.
The hair of the beard, if allowed to grow, would become almost as
soft as the hair of the head.
[Verse: "The very hairs of your head are all numbered."--MATTHEW XI.]