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#s a very sensible elderly lady (Mrs. Morsom) would be 

 there on a visit. 



Aug. 8th. I went, and at six o'clock in the afternoon of 

 the 10th I was home again. My nephew had left Slough 

 the same morning. 



I found my brother seated by the ladies, but so languid 

 that I thought it necessary to take a seemingly unconcerned 

 leave for the night. 



Aug. llth, 12th, 13th, and 14th I went as usual to spend 

 sonie hours of the forenoon with my brother. 



Aug. 15th. I hastened to the spot where I was wont 

 to find him with the newspaper which I was to read to him. 

 But instead I found Mrs. Morsom, Miss Baldwin, and Mr. 

 Bulman, from Leeds, the grandson of my brother's earliest 

 acquaintance in this country. I was informed my brother 

 had been obliged to return to his room, whither I flew 

 immediately. Lady H. and the housekeeper were with him, 

 administering everything which could be thought of for 

 supporting him. I found him much irritated at not being 

 able to grant Mr. Bulnian's request for some token of 

 remembrance for his father. As soon as he saw me, I 

 was sent to the library to fetch one of his last papers and a 

 plate of the forty-foot telescope. But for the universe I 

 could not have looked twice at what I had snatched from 

 the shelf, and when he faintly asked if the breaking up of 

 the Milky Way was in it, I said " Yes,", and he looked con- 

 tent. I cannot help remembering this circumstance, it 

 was the last time I was sent to the library on such an 

 occasion. That the anxious care for his papers and 

 workrooms never ended but with his life was proved by 

 his frequent whispered inquiries if they were locked and the 

 key safe, of which I took care to assure him that they were, 

 and the key in Lady Herschel's hands. 



After half an hour's vain attempt to support himself, 



