. The Rossettis: Dante Gabriel and Christina; . iss Caine recalls,with every touch. Thus mustering his faculties,he retained the semblance, at least, of his old dis-tinctive individuality until within a few days of theend, which came on Easter Sunday, the ninth ofApril, 1882. After his death Mr. Shields made a drawing of hisface in its unfamiliar repose, and a cast of his headwas taken. On the fourteenth of April the simplefuneral took place, attended by a score or so offriends, and all that was left of Rossetti was laid inthe Birchington churchyard, within sound of theseas listless chime. The
. The Rossettis: Dante Gabriel and Christina; . iss Caine recalls,with every touch. Thus mustering his faculties,he retained the semblance, at least, of his old dis-tinctive individuality until within a few days of theend, which came on Easter Sunday, the ninth ofApril, 1882. After his death Mr. Shields made a drawing of hisface in its unfamiliar repose, and a cast of his headwas taken. On the fourteenth of April the simplefuneral took place, attended by a score or so offriends, and all that was left of Rossetti was laid inthe Birchington churchyard, within sound of theseas listless chime. There a tombstone was de-signed for him by Madox Brown, and before hishouse in Cheyne Walk is a bronze bust by the sameloyal hand, surmounting a fountain designed by JohnSeddon. This second memorial was erected by sub-scription, and was essentially a labour of love on thepart of Madox Brown, who wrote after the friendof more than thirty years was lost to him : I cannot make out how things are to go on, inso many directions things must be I CHAPTER X. CHARACTER AND TEMPERAMENT. N many phases of outward nature, said Ros-setti in his reply to Robert Buchanans articleon his poetry, the principle of chalT andgrains holds good,—the base enveloping the preciouscontinually ; but an untruth was never yet the huskof a truth. Certainly the husk that lay aboutRossettis finer qualities was not that of untruth inany of its forms. Nothing in him stands clearerto my mind, says his brother, than his tot:ilfreedom from pretence. Many a time he forgedfrom this high quality a weapon for others to woundhim. His eager and outspoken temper made themanagement of life difficult for him. He could notunderstand in others any lack of the generosity sonatural to himself, or any hesitation in upholding thecause of a friend. He was chivalrous to the pointof Quixotry in pushing the claims of others, andready to accept from those he loved what he asreadily would give. Things pitiful touched him,things
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