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francois auguste ferdinand mariette. 25
1881, and was buried in the garden of Boulaq,
between his home and the Museum. He was
eminently logical and systematic." Before he com-
menced any enterprise he formed a minute plan.
He made no discoveries by chance. As at Sak-
karah, he knew in advance where the treasures lay
concealed. His great work at Denderah was
undertaken only after protracted study. This
method may have its disadvantages. He lived
thirty years at the foot of the Pyramids with-
out opening them, because he had embraced the
theory that they contained no inscriptions. The
logic which served him so well elsewhere deserted
him here.
A letter written by his brother after his death
will be particularly interesting. He says, —
"My dear brother was a striking-looking man,
tall, broad-chested, and about six feet in height.
His disposition was somewhat imperious, and his
manner commanding; yet a more kind-hearted man
never breathed, or one more beloved by his friends
and family. He was singularly modest and unosten-
tatious ; and though he had a breast full of decora-
tions, he never wore one of them, except when
officially compelled to wear the Legion of Honor.
Even then, he only wore the miniature decoration,
and contrived to hide that microscopic cross under
his coat. He was a marvel of industry. As a rule
he was in his library at six a.m. all the year round,
now writing at a table covered with heaps of papers
1881, and was buried in the garden of Boulaq,
between his home and the Museum. He was
eminently logical and systematic." Before he com-
menced any enterprise he formed a minute plan.
He made no discoveries by chance. As at Sak-
karah, he knew in advance where the treasures lay
concealed. His great work at Denderah was
undertaken only after protracted study. This
method may have its disadvantages. He lived
thirty years at the foot of the Pyramids with-
out opening them, because he had embraced the
theory that they contained no inscriptions. The
logic which served him so well elsewhere deserted
him here.
A letter written by his brother after his death
will be particularly interesting. He says, —
"My dear brother was a striking-looking man,
tall, broad-chested, and about six feet in height.
His disposition was somewhat imperious, and his
manner commanding; yet a more kind-hearted man
never breathed, or one more beloved by his friends
and family. He was singularly modest and unosten-
tatious ; and though he had a breast full of decora-
tions, he never wore one of them, except when
officially compelled to wear the Legion of Honor.
Even then, he only wore the miniature decoration,
and contrived to hide that microscopic cross under
his coat. He was a marvel of industry. As a rule
he was in his library at six a.m. all the year round,
now writing at a table covered with heaps of papers