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of the vertebrae had been taken away. It was 

 no doubt a form of paralysis. I had to take 

 to the sofa again, and was confined to the 

 house for over seven months, quite helpless. 

 I could not undress myself. At Christmas, 

 other troubles set in ; the local doctor gave 

 me up. He told my wife that nothing could 

 be done for me, and that the only hope was in 

 my keeping in good spirits. The misery of 

 that dreadful winter will never be forgotten. 

 At length nature seemed to revive a little, and 

 I got downstairs, and soon after Miss Scott 

 came to see me, and you sent me to the sea. 

 On returning from the sea I slowly lost ground 

 again. In the summer I had an attack of 

 vomiting blood of itself enough to alarm 

 most people. By October I was confined 

 indoors again. At last I got down here. 



"Besides all these sufferings I had another 

 trial a loss by death one that I cannot 

 dwell upon ;" it was the death of his 

 youngest child " but it broke me down very 

 much. 



" Of the loss of all my savings I need not 

 say much. But it is difficult to begin the 



