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HARD as it is to see friends go who have played their part upon our shifting stage, it is still harder to lose those who are in the plenitude of their power, before they have fully delivered the message you know they have in them. Arthur Rowe was one of the most remarkable, comple Tand cryptic natures it has been my fortune to encounter. During the past five and twenty years, probably no one has been on closer terms of continued intimacy with him than I was. We came together in a curious way. At the close of 1900, I had a bad attack of influenza. Feeling very miserable and having little faith in local medical opinion, I said I should go to Margate and put myself into the hands of a physician there who, I knew, had done remarkable geological work: therefore, should be of exceptional intelligence. I did so and fortunately called in Rowe—only to discover that I had pneumonia upon me. Happily we soon disposed of this and then began to talk shop together. I had advisedly taken with me a bookful of my photographs displaying the geology of the Dorset coast. He had just published the first of his papers on “The Zones of the White Chalk of the English Coast—Kent and Sussex,” unillustrated. lie proposed that we should join forces. So it came that I illustrated for him Parts II. to V. (Dorset 1901, Devon 1903, Yorkshire 1904, the Isle of Wight 1908), which were published by the Geologists' Association.
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ARMSTRONG, H. Arthur Walton Rowe. Nature 118, 561–562 (1926). https://doi.org/10.1038/118561a0
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