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BIOGRAPHY OF

PERCIVAL LOWELL

_By_

A. LAWRENCE LOWELL

NEW YORK

THE MACMILLAN COMPANY

1935

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PREFACE

If genius is the capacity for taking infinite pains, Percival Lowell

possessed it abundantly from his study of Esoteric Shinto, in his

earlier life in Japan, to his great calculation of the position and

orbit of an unknown planet beyond Neptune, at the close of his life. In

determining facts he was thoroughly and rigidly scientific, leaving

nothing unexplored that bore upon the subject; and in his astronomical

investigations it became clear to him that better methods of doing it

were required. At the outset, therefore, he set up his Observatory in an

atmosphere steadier than that where the older telescopes, and almost all

of those then in existence, did their work; thus seeing much not visible

elsewhere.

But in addition to industry he had an inflammable intellect, easily

ignited by any suggestion or observation, and when alight glowing in

intensity until the work was done. He had also a highly vivid

imagination, compared with many men of science who proceeded more

cautiously; and hence he sought, not only to ascertain new facts, but to

draw conclusions from them more freely than is customary with experts of

that type. This he felt had often been true of those who made advances

in scientific thought, and he regarded himself as standing for a time

somewhat apart from most men in his own field. Such an attitude, and the

fact that he had taken up observational astronomy in middle life,

unconnected with any other scientific institution, tended to make many

professional astronomers look upon him askance. So he plowed his own

furrow largely by himself in the spirit of a pioneer, and this little

volume is an attempt to tell what he accomplished.

The writer is very grateful to the Houghton, Mifflin Company, the

Macmillan Company, The Atlantic Monthly, Rhodora, the Scientific

American, and Miss Katharine G. Macartney (on behalf of Mrs. George

Gould) for permission to quote, sometimes at great length, from books

and articles by and about Percival. The writer desires also to express

his deep obligation to Mr. George R. Agassiz, his brother’s intimate

friend and helper, to Dr. Vesto Melvin Slipher, Dr. Carl O. Lampland and

Mr. E. C. Slipher of the Lowell Observatory at Flagstaff, for reading

the manuscript and giving advice; and to Professor Henry Norris Russell

of Princeton University, for his kindness in not only doing this, but

for writing the two appendices that follow this volume. Without their

help the astronomical part of this book would have been sadly defective.

They have pointed out advances in knowledge that have made certain of

Percival’s opinions, particularly earlier ones, no longer tenable. Some

of these he changed during his lifetime, others he would have changed

had he lived to see the more ample facts since known. Nor is this a

criticism of his work, for astronomy has been advancing rapidly of late;

and when that is true no man can expect all his views, even if accepted

at the time, to endure. Change in opinions is the penalty of growing

knowledge. It is enough that a man has helped to push knowledge and

thought forward while he lived, and this Percival, with the exhaustless

energy of his nature, certainly did.

Boston, October 21, 1935.

CONTENTS

CHAPTER PAGE

I Childhood and Youth 1

II First Visit to Japan 8

III Korea 13

IV His First Book, “Chosön” 17

V The Coup d’Etat and the Japanese March to the Sea 20

VI The Soul of the Far East 29

VII Second Visit to Japan 41

VIII Japan Again—the Shinto Trances 52

IX The Observatory at Flagstaff 61

X Mars 76

XI The Permanent Observatory—Interludes and Travels 92

XII Illness and Eclipse 98

XIII Mars and Its Canals 107

XIV The Solar System 120

XV Later Evolution of the Planets 136

XVI Interludes 145

XVII The Effect of Commensurate Periods 157

XVIII The Origin of the Planets 168

XIX The Search for a Trans-Neptunian Planet 176

XX Pluto Found 195

Appendix I Professor Russell’s Later Views on the Size of Pluto 203

Appendix II The Lowell Observatory by Professor Russell 206

ILLUSTRATIONS

Percival Lowell, Age 61 _Frontispiece_

Percival Lowell and His Biographer Facing Page 4

Percival Lowell and the Members of the Korean Embassy 16

Observing and Drawing the Canals of Mars 116

Gaps in the Asteroids and the Rings of Saturn 166

Predicted and Actual Orbits of Pluto Page 199

BIOGRAPHY OF

PERCIVAL LOWELL

CHAPTER I

CHILDHOOD AND YOUTH

The particular assortment of qualities a man inherits, from among the

miscellaneous lot his ancestors no doubt possessed and might have

transmitted, is of primary importance to him. In this Percival Lowell

was fortunate. From his father’s family he derived a very quick

apprehension, a capacity for intellectual interests, keen and

diversified, and a tireless joy in hard mental labor; while from his

mother’s people he drew sociability, ease of companionship and charm;

from both families a scorn of anything mean or unworthy, a business

ability and the physical health that comes from right living. His life

is the story of the use he made of these heirlooms.

The son of Augustus Lowell and Katharine Bigelow (Lawrence), Percival

Lowell was born in Boston on March 13, 1855, at 131 Tremont Street where

the Shepard stores now stand. The region was then residential, and his

parents went there so that his mother might be near her father, the Hon.

Abbott Lawrence, whose house was on Park Street, now the main portion of

the Union Club. He had fallen ill since his return as Minister to

England, and was now failing fast. Percival was her first-born, but

others followed rapidly, involving removal to larger quarters; first to

Park Square, and then to 81 Mount Vernon Street, where even the games of

little boys were tinged by the overshadowing events of the day,—the

drilling and the battles of the Civil War. He went to a dame school kept

by Miss Fette; and being always a good scholar learned what he should;

for he developed normally. After infancy the summer was spent at Beverly

in the pleasures and occupations of early childhood.

But in the spring of 1864 there came a sudden change. His mother was far

from well, and losing ground so fast that his father was advised to take

her abroad for a complete change as her only chance,—a heroic remedy

which proved in time successful. So the family sailed in the _Africa_, a

paddle-wheel steamer of 2500 tons with the sails of a full-rigged

ship,—the father with an invalid wife, four children aged from nine to

two, a nurse sea-sick all the time; and in addition the care of three

more children of a friend in Europe, with a nurse who was well, but

bereft of sense. However, they arrived safely, spent the summer in

England, and, as all Americans did in those days, went to Paris for the

winter.

Here Percival began a life different from that of his contemporaries at

home; for with his younger brother and his cousin, George P.

Gardner,—one of the children who had crossed with him on the _Africa_—he

went to a French boarding school kept by a Mr. Kornemann. We were

allowed to come home for Sundays, but spent the rest of the week at the

school,—a very wise arrangement; for, although there were some English

boys, the atmosphere was French, and we learned the language easily, by

the native method of teaching it. To Percival this was a great benefit

throughout his life.

Two winters were spent in this way, the intervening summer being passed

by the family in travel. In the spring of 1866 his parents proposed to

go for a few weeks to Italy, and take the children with them; but

Percival was so ill at ease in travel that he was left at the famous

boarding school kept by the Silligs at Vevey. Although in mature life a

constant traveller, this event was not out of character, for not being

yet old enough to enjoy the results of travel, or feel the keen interest

in them later aroused, he was too restless to find pleasure in long

journeying without an object. On their return from Italy the family

picked him up and went to Germany, where they were caught by the seven

weeks’ war with Austria. When it broke out they were at Schwalbach in

Nassau, one of the smaller states that took sides against Prussia.

Percival always remembered vividly what he there saw, exciting enough

for a small boy; the sudden clatter of a galloping horse, as a man in

civilian dress passed the hotel up a small lane to the left. It was the

burgomaster carrying word of Prussian advance, followed quickly by the

sound of several more horses, and three videttes in blue galloped past,

turning up the main road in front of the hotel where they supposed the

burgomaster had gone. Up the road they went and disappeared round a turn

to the left at the top of the slope. Scarcely had they vanished when a

squad of green-clad Nassau infantry appeared, and following half-way up

the hill hid behind a wood pile. It was not long before the Prussian

videttes, having failed to find the burgomaster, came into sight again,

leisurely walking their horses down the road. When abreast of the wood

pile the Nassau squad stole out, firing from the hip in the manner of

the day. Whether they hit anyone we never knew, but the enemy was wholly

dispersed, for one of the horsemen wheeled up the hill, another spurred

his horse down past the hotel, and the third jumped his over the wall

into the garden of the baths. That afternoon a Nassau regiment marched

into the town and bivouacked in the streets, leaving in the morning to

be replaced later in the day by a Prussian regiment, which in its turn

marched off to its rendezvous near Kissingen.

By the end of the summer of 1866 Mother was well enough to go home, and

the whole family sailed for Boston. Percival’s education there was of

the ordinary classical type preparatory for college, for one year at a

school kept by a Mr. Fette, brother of his teacher in childhood, and

then for five years in that of Mr. George W. C. Noble, whose influence,

both by teaching and character, was strong with all boys capable of

profiting thereby. Percival was always near the top of his class,

especially in the Classics, which he acquired so easily that while

playing with a toy boat, in a shallow pond made by the melting snow on

the lawn at Brookline, it occurred to him to describe an imaginary

shipwreck thereof; and he did so in some hundreds of Latin hexameter

verses.

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And His Biographer]

In the spring of 1867 Father bought the place at the corner of Heath and

Warren Streets in Brookline, where he lived until his death in 1900; and

where his last child, Amy, passed her whole life. Here Percival spent

his boyhood, summer and winter, until he went to college, enjoying the

life and sports of the seasons; and, in fact, he was a normal boy like

his comrades, only more so. During the earlier years Father drove us

into town and out again each day, he going to his office and the

children to school. On the road he talked on all subjects and we learned

much in this way. Somehow he made us feel that every self-respecting man

must work at something that is worth while, and do it very hard. In our

case it need not be remunerative, for he had enough to provide for that;

but it must be of real significance. I do not know that he ever said

this formally, but, by the tenor of his conversation and his own

attitude toward life, he impressed that conviction deeply upon the

spirit. From his own active and ambitious nature, Percival little

required such a stimulus; and, indeed, he struck out an intellectual

path of his own in boyhood. He took to astronomy, read many books

thereon, had a telescope of his own, of about two and a quarter inches

in diameter, with which he observed the stars from the flat roof of our

house; and later in life he recalled that with it he had seen the white

snow cap on the pole of Mars crowning a globe spread with blue-green

patches on an orange ground. This interest he never lost, and after

lying half-dormant for many years it blazed forth again as the dominant

one in his life, and the field of his remarkable achievements.

The two years of school in Paris certainly had not retarded his

progress, if, indeed, the better European discipline had not advanced

it; for he could have been prepared for college at sixteen, but it was

thought well to extend the time another year and fill in with other

things. Strangely enough, Mr. Noble thought him not so strong as he

might be in two subjects where he later excelled,—English Composition

and Mathematics,—and in these he was tutored the year before entering

college. Later he thought he had been misjudged, but one may suspect it

was rather because his interest in these matters had not been aroused.

The capacity was there but not yet awakened. However, he entered college

in the autumn of 1872 not only clear but with honors in Mathematics. In

fact he studied that subject every year in college, took second-year

honors in it, and Professor Benjamin Peirce, the great mathematician,

spoke of him as one of the most brilliant scholars ever under his

observation, hinting to him that if he would devote himself thereto he

could succeed him in his chair. Yet it was by no means his sole field of

knowledge, for he elected courses also in the Classics, Physics and

History, doing well enough in all of them to be in the Φ Β Κ and have a

Commencement part. An impression of his versatility is given by the fact

that in his senior year he won a Bowdoin Prize for an essay on “The Rank

of England as a European Power from the Death of Elizabeth to the Death

of Anne,” and spoke his part on “The Nebular Hypothesis.”

Yet he was no recluse; for he was constantly that year at dancing

parties in Boston; and, being naturally sociable, and strongly attached

to his friends, he made many in college. With Harcourt Amory, his

Freshman chum, he went abroad, after graduating in 1876, and spent a

year in Europe. The young men went to London with letters that brought

them into delightful society there, and they travelled over the British

Isles and the Continent. It was mainly the _grand tour_; but although he

wrote many letters, and kept a journal, these, so far as preserved,

reveal little of his personality except a keen joy in natural beauty and

a readiness in acquaintance with people casually met. Alone, he went

down the Danube, and tried,—fortunately without success,—to get to the

front in the war then raging between Servia and Turkey. With Harcourt

Amory he went also to Palestine and Syria, at that time less visited

than they are to-day; but for this part of his journey, where it would

be most interesting, his journal, if written, is lost. His love of

travel had fairly begun.

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