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I j<7 like that hymn," The days passed on. "The brother," 

 says his biographer, " who had watched over him so tenderly in 

 childhood, helped him in youth, and rejoiced in all the successes 

 of his bright career, spent with him his last night but one on 

 earth. He sat on the pillow with Sir James's head on his knee, 

 on which he had been dandled in childhood, hearing ever and 

 anon throughout that night's silent watching, the touching 

 words, soft, and low, and slow, as if a weary sick child spoke, 

 'O Sandy, Sandy ! '" On 6th May, 1870, he died without a 

 struggle. A grave for the great departed in Westminster 

 Abbey was ofiFered to the family, but knowing Sir James's wish, 

 this was declined, and the funeral took place to Warriston 

 Cemetery on the 13th May. The funeral was one of the largest 

 ever witnessed in Edinburgh. It was computed that over 

 thirty thousand persons were present, either as spectators or as 

 taking part in the procession. 



