‘My dear Sir,—As my Father’s oldest son, I write to you as his oldest, perhaps, living friend, to inform you that he expired this day at a quarter to 12 o’clock.
‘My best prayer for you is that your latter end may be like his; it was tranquil, and without much previous suffering; he was himself to the last. I have had running in my head with regard to it and him what Lucan puts into the mouth of Brutus respecting Cato—
‘Minimas rerum discordia turbat, Pacem summa tenent. |
‘Believe me, dear Mr. Rogers, with much regard and esteem, yours very faithfully,
