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The Floral King. 201
palace at which Gustavus III. was staying at the
time. A private audience was at once granted to
‘the honoured professor, and as soon as the doors
to the royal apartments were thrown open from the
ante-chamber where Linnzus was waiting, he tot-
tered towards the King.
“Tt will never do, your Majesty,” he began, for-
getting all about the etiquette of the Court, in his
anxiety for the honour of the seat of learning. ‘It
will ruin the University and Science; I shan’t survive
this calamity.” Gustavus evidently surprised, did
not understand for the moment what was the matter,
and turned inquiringly to Sidrén, who, in a few
words explained the subject to the King, who then,
smiling, patted Linnzous on the shoulder ina friendly
manner, saying, ‘It shan’t happen, my dear Linné,
you may rest assured, you can return home without
fear.” And with that the anxious question was
settled for the best. Linnzeus had one more suppli-
cation this same year to make to the King, and it
looked at first as if it had not been graciously
accorded. Linnzeus’ only living son, Carl, had
already, fifteen years previously, been appointed
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