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The Floral King. 189
they had certainly not showed any animosity to one
another, but they had neither showed any desire of
forming any friendship with one another. They
could not but acknowledge each other’s great merits,
but they preferred doing so at a polite distance.
What then wanted Rosentein at the deathbed of
Linné? He had not been called in as a physician.
Had he really come to see the man of superior
genius, whom in vain he had tried to obscure, sink
into the jaws of death? Heedless what the grieving
family might think of his visit, Rosén advanced to
the sufferer, and fixing his penetrating eyes upon him,
seemed for a few moments to sink within himself in
deep contemplation. After awhile, in a decisive man-
ner, he gave new orders of treatment, quite different
from that to which Linnzus had been subjected.
Accustomed, as he frequently was, to battle victori-
ously with death, he was now determined to tax his
abilities to the uttermost, and his genius had dis-
covered new means by which to overcome the
ravaging malady whilst he was gazing into Lin-
neaus’ features, to see what traces of lingering life
there remained. The confidence and zeal with
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