He told his beautiful tale, and died.

Ah! Poor Wilson, he was a _true_ naturalist." "His name will live for ever." "Ay, that it will, when many of the _philosophic_ naturalists, now so much talked of, shall be forgotten, or only remembered to have their quaint theories laughed at, and their fabulous descriptions turned into ridicule.

Fortunately for Wilson, he was too poor and too humble to attract their patronage until his book was published.

Fortunately for him he knew no great Linneus or Count Buffon, else the vast stores which he had been at so much pains to collect would have been given to the world under another name.

Look at Bartram." "Bartram!" exclaimed Francois; "why, I never heard the name, Luce." "Nor I," added Basil.
"There it is, you see.