Life and letters of Phillips Brooks . hen he said quite impatiently, Both you mencannot keep me from going through that door. His attentionwas, however, diverted, and he was led to a large rocking-chairin the room, into which he was seated, the nurse in a chair byhis side, and Dr. Beach and I in chairs near by. In a few moments the nurse called Dr. Beach, who went atonce. His head had drooped, and he was breathing hard. Welifted him upon the bed. He still breathed, and Dr. Beach atonce injected a strong dose of brandy into his arm. But it hadno effect, and in two or three minutes the breathing
Life and letters of Phillips Brooks . hen he said quite impatiently, Both you mencannot keep me from going through that door. His attentionwas, however, diverted, and he was led to a large rocking-chairin the room, into which he was seated, the nurse in a chair byhis side, and Dr. Beach and I in chairs near by. In a few moments the nurse called Dr. Beach, who went atonce. His head had drooped, and he was breathing hard. Welifted him upon the bed. He still breathed, and Dr. Beach atonce injected a strong dose of brandy into his arm. But it hadno effect, and in two or three minutes the breathing grew fainterand then stopped. He had gone. The physician who attended Phillips Brooks furnishes the following statement: — The Bishop for several days had been suffering from a severesore throat, which gave rise to no serious or alarming symptomsuntil late in the night before his death, when they assumed adiphtheritic character. He then became delirious, his breathingrapidly increased in frequency, and early in the morning of Mon-. 57] THE LAST DAYS 937 day, January 23, he was seized with a slight spasm, soon afterwhich his heart suddenly ceased to heat. His throat was at notime seriously ohstructed, nor was any membrane visible. These accounts may be supplemented from a few othersources. To Mr. Deland, who called upon him early in hisillness, he talked much about death, the awfulness of themystery, what the mystery was, how certain persons whom hementioned, recently departed, had solved it. He complainedalso of his loneliness, and besought Mr. Deland as he rose togo, to remain. The Rev. James P. Franks called at noon on Thursday,January 19. While he was there the bishop sent for hissecretary and requested him to write to the clergy in Lowell,where he had appointments for the following Sunday, to sayhe would not be able to keep them. He said to Franks, This is no great fun; my throat is awfully sore. The Rev. Leighton Parks, who called on Saturday, January21, gives thi
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