DR. OSLER

“In seventy or eighty years” (said Thomas Browne, M. D.) “a man may

have a deep Gust of the World, know what it is, what it can afford,

and what ’tis to have been a Man. Such a latitude of years may hold a

considerable corner in the general Map of Time.”

Surely no modern thinker has taken a deeper gust of life or pondered

more charitably over the difficult problems of the race than Sir

William Osler, a true follower and kinsprit of the wise physician of

Norwich. “The Old Humanities and the New Science,” his last public

address (given in Oxford, May 16, 1919), was the capsheaf of that

long series of writings and speakings in which Dr. Osler unlocked his

generous, humane heart and gave inspiring counsel to his fellows.

It was an occasion that even the most severe brevity must describe

as of happy import. Osler, a physician and a man of science, had

been honoured by the presidency of the Classical Association, Great

Britain’s most distinguished gathering of the men who have made the

culture of the antique world their touchstone in life. And Dr. Osler,

himself a keen classical student, did not permit himself merely

gracious and suave messages. Pleading for a new bridal of science and

the classics, in that delightful and urbane chaff which he knew so well

to administer, he pointed out the barrenness of the tradition that

has made the famous “More Humane Letters” of Oxford entirely neglect

the workings and winnings of the science that has transformed the

world. Dr. Osler, in his great career, perhaps never spoke with more

convincing persuasion than when he pointed out that even in their own

province of the classical tongues the modern humanists have passed over

the scientific work of the ancients, as for instance in Aristotle and

Lucretius.

Among men who err and are baffled, but still blunder eagerly and

hopefully in the magnificent richness of the natural world, there arise

ever and again such figures as Osler’s, a pride and a consolation to

their comrades. Men, alas! are slow in finding the treasures that lie

close about them. Dr. Osler’s essays are too little known among general

readers. His all-embracing humanity, his mind packed with wisdom and

beauty, his humour and his sagacious and persistent method in the

conduct of a crowded life, make him a figure exceptionally helpful to

contemplate. This last of his essays needs to be read not only by all

educators, but by all who have any rational ideals of life, and who

need, every now and then, to surmount the troubled stream of quotidian

affairs and focus their visions more clearly.

No sensible man doubts that, if haste and confusion and greed do

not overcome us, the world should stand to-day on the sill of a new

Renaissance, a new empire of the mind, in which the old foolish

antagonism of science and the so-called “humanities” will be only a

vain and dusty rumour. What are “liberal” studies, one may ask? Why,

surely, studies that _liberate_--that set the spirit free from the

oppression of sordid and small motives, that stir and urge it toward

generous achievement and the assistance of misfortune. When did letters

arrogate to themselves the heavenly adjective _belles?_ Are there not

the _belles sciences_ also? And is the biplane now soaring over the

olive-shining Hudson any less lovely than the most precious sonnet ever

anchored and flattened in persisting ink?

This essay of Dr. Osler’s shows one the pulse and heartbeat of modern

science, the tender spirit of idealism that urges so much of the

technical investigation of our time. In Dr. Osler, as in hundreds

of other scientists less known and perhaps less gifted in public

utterance, there is the union of the two Hippocratic ideals which the

great Canadian physician laid before himself as his guides in life--the

union of _philanthropia_ and _philotechnia_--a love of humanity joined

to a love of his craft.

To infect the average man with the spirit of the humanities, Dr. Osler

said, is the highest aim of education. And this brilliant address

of his is a crowning instance of the way in which, in his mind,

the practical service of science was beautified by the liberal and

imperishable spirit of classical thought.

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