108 Cincinnati Society of Natural History 



There was a charming geniality to his companionship that, once 

 experienced, could not be forgotten. He died in the harness, just 

 as he had expressed a wish that he might be taken. In the fore- 

 noon of Thursday, March 26, 1914, while at his office, he suffered 

 a cerebral hemorrhage. In an hour he sank into unconsciousness 

 and his spirit was released before sunset. 



At the same hour two days later, as his dust was being con- 

 signed to earth in Spring Grove Cemetery, a full-throated robin 

 poured forth in liquid tones from his innermost soul the grief of 

 all his tribe at the loss of so rare a friend. 



