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of his defective vision. For this reason, during the last ten years of 
his life he attended no meetings of scientific or other societies, not even 
the meetings of the Masonic lodge of which he had been a member. 
But the long years of constant application, together with possible im- 
prudences in his manner of living and exposure to malarial climates at 
earlier periods, broke him down at last. We missed him from his ac- 
customed place one morning, and when an hour had passed and he did 
not appear the circumstance was so unusual that a messenger was 
dispatched to his rooms to learn the cause of his detention. The an- 
swer was returned that Mr. Glover was very ill. How ill was not ap- 
preciated by the writer until, standing by his bedside and listening to 
his incoherent utterances, the unwelcome thought was forced upon the 
mind that his labors were nearly finished. And so it proved, for al- 
though he recovered in a measure from this sudden prostration and 
lived for several years, he was never able to resume his work, save as 
he interested himself in some such slight occupation, for sake of reliev- 
ing ennui, as copying lists of names to accompany his plates. Though 
his successor, Charles V. Riley, was soon appointed, he was still con- 
tinued on the rolls of the Department at a less salary, coming to the 
office as he was able, although in reality he rendered no service. But 
in time his health further failed him. His disease had made such in- 
roads upon his once iron constitution that it was unsafe for him to re- 
side in Washington away from his friends, and then he unwillingly 
left Washington to take up his residence in Baltimore with his adopted 
daughter, Mrs. D. C. Hopper. 
Of the remaining years of his life there is little that can be written. 
Feeling that his active labors were over, he disposed of his entomologi- 
cal library, presented his birds, exotic insects, and other natural his- 
tory specimens to the Druid Park Museum, and, as he had already 
memorialized Congress for the sale of his plates, his MSS. having been 
deposited with Professor Baird at the Smithsonion Institution, there 
was little to occupy his thoughts but his own sufferings and the trifling 
things of every day existence. Thus, almost blind and too feeble to go 
far from home alone, he virtually retired from the world. 
After so many years of busy life in the nation’s capital, the reaction 
produced by the life of positive repose, both mental and physical, which 
followed his coming to Baltimore must have been terrible. The full 
force of the suggestion never came to me until the occasion of my first 
visit to him amid his new surroundings. He evinced a boyish pleas- 
ure at seeing me, and his eye brightened as kind messages were given 
him from friends and associates in Washington, or when the old life 
was touched upon; but withal an air of sadness made itself apparent 
which told me that he was not altogether happy. Passing over other 
visits I come to the last one, some months before he died, the recollec- 
tion of which is as vivid as though it were but yesterday. Tor a time 
he seemed like his old self, save that suffering and disease had laid a 
heavy hand upon him; but after a while he began to talk of himself, 
