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in bed, with the lcast possible exertion to himself and us.After every attack of sickness, wen though exhausted, hewas most particular to undergo a rather fatiguing processof mouth-washing, etc. We are confident that this wasfor the sake of others. so that nothing about him mightoffend the most delicate sense.A few hours before his death, Jle asked the nurse toinject morphia. and held his arm ready for her. Sheobeyed, while his head wry tumccl the other way. Alittle later hc,,rcmarked. Come, nurse. I am rmdy."She r~li*. I have already injected the morphia,doctor. Oh, I never felt it 1 Why, ntuse* you will begetting quite proud of yourself I " he said, complimentingher on her skilful injection of the dm% She ~IIS~~S~with a thriIl of pleas- in ha voi~e, Well. doctor. itwas you y o 4 who taught me 1A little over am hom before the end came, he realisedthe dose approach of death, and asked me to turn himroad on his back, and prop him ap with pillom. Exceptfor tbe nurse, Grace, AnaK, d: xrere alone wit11 him." Tell thein atl to come," he said. I want them a11 here."Skiter Aaaie rtnt out qukkiy to dl the others. She J;rda waIk of about five xisinubes to tfre house. The nlomentsdrag@ while ac waited. We feared they might be toolate. He~~witbdeeplangiDginhise).es" I -t them all with me," he murmured ; " bnt it is allrigg3rt." be added. as if quite s u ~ ~ vshould e , the Fathersorrillit,tohavebis~mngrati&d. Hethrstreqddthe nurse to ihject a softlfion of strychnine and morphia.~aurse~tonsihttheraolphiaappearedtohave no ekt on him-& brain was so active. She wasfilled witb wundement, ad stated afterwards that shebad never before ~ibesed sacb a deathbed.In a few moments my brother looked up and said,"Mima, read the 9Ist PsaIzn." I found the place andtrcmldingiy comm-. With my beloved brother dying,