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and poor Maurice moaned and sighed with every breath. She thought however it was the same thing he had so often gone through and did not go into his room which now she bitterly regrets. That is the awful thought to me to think of him suffering there alone with no one even to give him a drink of water. Dr. Smith came again at 9 in the morning and said his pulse was stronger. Sara went in again and gave him a little water which he clutched in a wild frantic way, but as Dr Smith had cautioned her not to arouse him she was afraid to disturb him further. He soon became quiet again and Sara believing his end to be near sent for Girard. He died quietly moaning away his breath before he got there at 9.30 Thursday, June 14" A notice of his death appeared in the paper with an announcement of a strictly private funeral on account of my mothers condition but the coroner considered it his duty to come here with Dr. Smith and take his statement. Of course his sudden death will give rise to all manner of speculation. Some one said he lay one day on the steps of the old Senate House in Kingston intoxicated and that he was at [[?]] hotel in Kingston where Dr [[?]] was called to see him, but he had gone. Evidently he has suffered everything in these last days Perhaps I ought to have gone and looked him up and brought him home, but I could not and more than likely he would not have let me come near him. I think of him this mild June morning at rest from all his misery but with a tenderness and a pity for his sufferings which I did not believe had survived the misery he had cost us. I wrote to Skillman this morning in answer to a kind telegram he sent my father.

Have been at home all day filled with a sad regretful feeling and unable to get poor Maurice out of my thoughts. I am glad May and Dewing are here. Yesterday when Marion came home from Dobbs Ferry by the day boat she walked into the sitting room and suddenly came upon poor Maurices coffin standing in the middle of the room. Such a look of surprise and awe passed over her face. She could not speak for some time. She had had no intimation of Maurices death and supposed at first it must be her Grandmother. The weather is almost chilly this evening and my father had a fire in the Dining room. I wrote to Eastman a detailed account of Maurices death. 

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