CHAPTER XXIX 



THE LAST DAYS 



Audubon died in the bosom of his family in " Minnies- 

 land," now Audubon Park, New York, on January 27, 

 1851, and was laid to rest in Trinity Churchyard, where 

 his monument may be seen. 



" Continue my work," was the dying man's thought. 

 " Finish my work, my sons; let it live in you." 



" Continue my work " was also his message to the world. 

 The sons of Audubon are gone, but the Audubon Societies 

 continue the work, and will ever do so, in the name of the 

 American Woodman and the Protector of Birds. 



Victor Audubon, the true-hearted son and forest com- 

 panion of his father in the days that made the great natu- 

 ralist's influence, fortune, and fame, fulfilled the promise 

 of his peculiar education. He became a notable painter 

 of animals, and thus completed his father's work. His 

 whole career shows what a boy may be to a father to whom 

 has been given some noble and self-sacrificing work to do, 

 who is " true to his own." 



Thus, somewhat after the manner of fiction, but always 



fiction true to the spirit of fact, we have tried to present a 

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