CONCLUSION. 3G7 



During the winter of 1865-66 Dr. Harvey's health appeared 

 much the same as in the two previous seasons. In February, 

 however, haemorrhage, returned, which was succeeded by increased 

 debility, and Dr. S. advised that the remainder of the spring- 

 should be passed at Torquay, to which the invalid willingly 

 assented, and the more readily that Lady Hooker was then 

 residing there, which gave pleasure to the prospect. The 

 voyage to Plymouth, though undertaken as the easiest route, 

 proved very fatiguing, and he arrived at Torquay much ex- 

 hausted. Here he was met by his kind friend, whose affec- 

 tionate welcome acted as a temporary revival, and in whose 

 house he and Mrs. Harvey took up their abode. He writes 

 April 12th to the editor : " Don't be vexed with me if I say very 

 little, or if I do not write at all, for I am still feeble and sore 

 broken, though I hope on the whole better. To-day I had at 

 dinner such a delicious bunch of water-cresses, the first I had 

 this year, and I so enjoyed them ! What a child I am !" 



To Mrs. Alison. 



G, Matlock Terrace, Torquay, April 17th, 18GG. 



My dear Mrs. Alison, 



Your letter of 7th only reached me last evening, and 

 although not allowed to write much (for I am very weak, and 

 soon tired), I must send you a few lines to say how grateful 

 I feel to you for having written to me so soon, and also for the 

 letter, and F. Field's beautiful lines. 



I have been thinking of you continually since I got the paper, 

 and I had lately almost made up my mind to write to G., and 

 beg her to tell me how you were. The letter from Bogota 

 indeed is most consoling in every way, but how 1 pitied the dear 

 man in his long mule journey, when in so weakly a state ! Oh, 

 it is painful to think on ! but God was with him throughout and 

 to the last ; and 'tis He alone " that makes our bed in sickness." 

 I love to think on his beautiful character through life, and the 

 peacei'ulness of his death. I am now seventeen days here, but 

 do not yet recover strength. Indeed I am weaker, and I think 

 still thinner than when I left home. No Weeding, but wasting. 

 My face is the only nnemaciated part. We are here with my 

 dear old friend Lady Hooker, and her daughter and son-in-law, 



