Albany medical annals . many of us than we our-selves shall ever know. I should like to express very simply what is inall our hearts to-day, and what will be in the thoughts of a great numberof others when the word reaches them that Dr. Webster is dead. For his family a very loving heart has ceased to beat. Nothingcan ever replace for his children what they have now lost. Men of greatsocial gifts often live for the outside world, turning a radiant hemisphereto strangers, and a morose and silent face to their own people. Men ofintense intellectual nature are often so abstracted by their studies
Albany medical annals . many of us than we our-selves shall ever know. I should like to express very simply what is inall our hearts to-day, and what will be in the thoughts of a great numberof others when the word reaches them that Dr. Webster is dead. For his family a very loving heart has ceased to beat. Nothingcan ever replace for his children what they have now lost. Men of greatsocial gifts often live for the outside world, turning a radiant hemisphereto strangers, and a morose and silent face to their own people. Men ofintense intellectual nature are often so abstracted by their studies thattheir own children get only the dregs of their interest and Webster was a man of great social brilliancy and attractiveness,and a man of continued intellectual application, but nothing ever eclipsedhis children. He was most tenderly interested in their welfare, sym-pathetic, tolerant, hopeful and glad. In an interval of consciousnessbefore his death he said to me: I dont know anything now but children,. Albany Medical Annals,September, iqo6. IN ME MORI AM 67S children, children, and he repeated the word children over and over. Itwas the palsied hand of his mind feeling its way along the most familiarstrings on the harp of his life. His first grandchild, named after him,was a great and sweet comfort to him. For his wife he expressed anaffection so tender that I must not quote his words. His last wordswere a blessing on her faithfulness. Because he loved his family sopassionately, any sorrow coming to him by the death or affliction ofhis dearest ones hurt him profoundly. Some things he rarely or nevermentioned. With all the careless ease of his talk he had a deep much of the cloud that darkened his later years had risen out ofthe depths of his griefs. To his friends he gave unstinted devotion and fidelity. He was anexceedingly companionable man, ready to meet any man, swift to findthe plane of ideas and interests on which the man lived, and mostada
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