1880.] ' *^^ [Robinson. 



the obituary notice of Mr. Paul Leroy Beaulieu in the Ee.onomiste Fran- 

 qais, from which I have made an extract on a previous page, that from 

 his bed of suffering on tlie evening preceding the day of his death, he 

 directed, as President, a letter to the submarine railroad association, so im- 

 possible it vras for him to avoid thinking (or acting) on subjects which in- 

 terested him ! . 



The life and labors of Mr. Chevalier ended on the 28th of November 

 last. He died the morning of that day, at his country residence, Mont 

 Plaisir, near Lod§ve, in his 74th year, which Avould have been reached on 

 the 13tli of January of the present year. 



I venture to translate fi'om a letter from his affectionate and lovely 

 daughter, Madame Paul Leroy Beaulieu, written me on the 2d of Decem- 

 ber, four days later, the portion communicating the sad intelligence of his 

 death. "When (says Madame Beaulieu) my father received your last 

 letter, he was already confined to his bed, from which he was no more to 

 rise. His ankle was being rapidly cured, but as the cure of the ankle pro- 

 gressed, there came on successively a rheum, derangement of the stomach, 

 and aftes in the mouth, all ills which under other circumstance would 

 easily have been borne, but which were too much for a frame for some years 

 enfeebled. 



"My poor father died on the 28th of November, after four weeks of suf- 

 fering, and an agony of twenty -six hours. He preserved his consciousness 

 until M'ithin a few hours of his death. 



"All the physicians whom we have consulted, concur in opinion that 

 his health had been used vp by his labors ; and, in spite of all the ^vatchful 

 care which surrounded him, especially that of my mother, who never left 

 him night or day for more than two years, the Almighty has not allowed 

 us to preserve him. 



"I have thought, dear sir, that these details in regard to so old and 

 sincere a friend, would be of interest to you, and for this reason I have 

 written you. 



" I wish also to say to you that all those whom my father has loved are 

 dear to us, and that we will be happy to learn that the painful trials we are 

 undergoing, have been spared to them." 



Mr. Chevalier's life was in fact one of almost constant mental labor, from 

 his childhood to his death. This was so much his normal condition, that 

 even at his hospitable home, he appeared often distrait and silent when 

 tliinking over something said by a guest which struck him as worthy of 

 consideration, but in regard to which he was not at the moment prepared 

 to express his concurrence, or dissent. That he was not unobservant, was 

 evident from his accurate and minute recollection of men and things. He 

 had one of the most retentive memories I have ever known, and seldom, 

 I think, forgot anything he had seen or read, worthy of thought or remem- 

 brance. 



With such varied ability, and such a taste for, and power of, labor, few 

 subjects worthy of it escaped his attention, or were left, if within his pur- 

 view, untouched by his pen. In one respect he was exceptional, and 



