CHAP. XIIL] DR. GUILLEMARD'S ACCOUNT. 415 



Guillemard to the Kev. Isaac Bowman, Vicar of 

 South Creake, Fakenham, Norfolk, on the 9th of 

 December 1879, within five weeks after Maxwell's 

 death : 



He suffered exquisite pain, hardly able to lie still for 

 a minute together, sleepless, and with no appetite for the 

 food which he so required. 



He understood his position from the first ; knew what 

 it all meant, and calmly girded himself for the awful struggle. 

 He welcomed me at once as visiting him, not only as a friend, 

 but as the Parish Priest come to assist him and to minister to 

 him, and spoke of our relations with a grave, simple cheerful- 

 ness. You know the lightheartedness of the man in ordinary 

 times ; and really it abode on him throughout ; he was never 

 downcast or overburdened, and yet he was the humblest and 

 most diffident of men, with the deepest sense of his own 

 unworthiness, of his many short-comings, of his neglected 

 opportunities. " But he loved much, and love had cast out 

 fear." I used to go to him nearly every day of the five or six 

 weeks he was here, to read and pray with him. He pre- 

 ferred the prayers of the Church, and asked for them, and 

 by the wonderful power of his memory knew them all by 

 heart ; but he gladly joined in other devotions, and took 

 special delight in sacred poetry, of which I generally read 

 him two or three short pieces. 



He knew all our best writers in that line thoroughly : 

 Milton, Keble, Newman, Wesley, George Herbert the latter 

 his chief favourite ; and he repeated to me the morning 

 after an unusually bad night, the five stanzas of " Aaron " 

 without a mistake. His knowledge of the Bible was re- 

 markable, and he constantly asked for his most deeply- 

 prized passages. Four days before he was removed from us 

 he received the Holy Communion at my hands, with holy, 

 reverent, fervid devotion, and said what strength it gave him. 



I saw him only once again; he was too weak and rest- 

 less and exhausted for much intercourse ; but as I rose 

 from my knees he said : " My dear friend, you have been 



