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“Mathematics had never had more than a secondary interest for him [her husband, George Boole]; and even logic he cared for chiefly as a means of clearing the ground of doctrines imagined to be proved, by showing that the evidence on which they were supposed to give rest had no tendency to prove them.”

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Mary Everest Boole
Mary Everest Boole

Mary Everest Boole (1832-1916) was an influential British mathematician known for her contributions to mathematical education. She was the daughter of George Boole, the Irish mathematician, and the wife of George Boole, the professor. Mary's work focused on geometry and educational methods, and she was dedicated to advancing the status of women in mathematics. more

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