The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-04-09

ana full white Dedru, hlSh ioiehVDH
rising above a pair of engaging blue eyes
You met him with a golhlng cap pulled
down comfortably over his head, long,
black coat hanging loosely from his Shout
ders, and a bit Of color in mis- neck-cloth
He moved with certain nervous energy
that best spoke his active mind, and upon
the first provocaton he told you a story
and very good one, too
A stranger was usually long in discover
ing the greatest passion of Prof. Marsh s
life, for he possessed a wide and human
interest in many different things; and when
at last he spoke of his precious fossils il
was with the simple unscentihc language
OF the layman; he would not puzzle one
with technical descriptions, for his own
conceptions of prehistoric life were dressed
with the trapplngs of a rare scientific i'm
agination, and he was able TO make one
see Whist he saw. This quality Of sim
plieity, so unusual among scientists, was
also a marked attribute of his technical
publications, the mere catalogue of which
fills book of fifty pages.
Prof. Marsh never allowed himself TO
fossiliZe among the specimens in his mu-
scum. He told with the keenest apprecia-
ton of Kiplng's latest story or Barrie's
latest book / found him one day drinking
a cup Of American tea, and he talked with
me for half an hour on ea-making in ia
pan and Russia and the possibilities of
America as tea-producer. SO wide and
accurate was his knowledge on this sub
5ect that one would have thought that tea
making and tea-culture was his only in
terest.
Home Modelled From "A Wigwam.
Prof. Marsh lived in a beautiful vine
clad home on Prospect hill about a mile
from Yale College. The building stood in
the midst of extensive grounds, set out 10
rare shrubs and plants of hundred va
rieties,
when was among the Sioux he told
me, speaking of his home, II was impress
ed with the excellence and simplicity of
the wigwam of bricks-you see the main
room of my house is octagonal-and then
added few other rooms around it and
above it. When Red Cloud was here / ex-
planned my plan, and he looked up as If to
see the hole where the smoke went
through
Prof. Marsh never married.
II have been too busy with my work, "
he said
But he surrounded himself with many
wonderful and beautiful things which
would charm the fancy of any woman.
Everything in the house was in some way
an expression Of its owners individuality
and proclaimed the universally of his in
terest. For years he was fond of the
Japanese and their art and his house
| overlooked with rare japanese kakemonos,
some of them exquisitely beautiful Japa-
nese pottery and carvings, and other evt-
! dences that go to prove Prof. Marsh's
theory of the future greatness of the Jap
anese race.
If you wished TO sit down In Prot
| Marshs wigwam you were compelled to
| take away a pile of books In the dining
! room a big table was. surrounded by
! chairs, as if set for a goodly family, but
only one of them, where the professor sat
| was empty. All the others were heaped
high with books and papers, and the Ia
| BILE itself groaned with them, where they
| had been pushed aside by busy hand
These tones, many of them in unfamiliar
| tongues, spoke eloquently of a stTdious
| life; they were Prof. Marsh's wife and
| family
In such honors as fall to men who have
won distinction In science Prof. Marsh
| had an unusual share. For seventeen
years he was president of the National
Academy of Sciences, perhaps the fore
most scientific society In America, and
| president Of the American Association for
| the AdVancement Of Science In 1877 he
received the first of the Bigsby medals
| from the Geological Society of London
| and last year the Institute of France, by
| presenting him with the Culver prize, con-
ferred upon him the greatest honor that
| can fall to scientist. The Cuvier prize
| Is awarded every three years 'for the
most remarkable work either on the ami
NAL kingdom or on geology" Only two
other Americans have received this dis
tinction--Agasslz and Leidy the paleon-
| tologist. Ray Stannard Baker.