Sir Morell Mackenzie; physician and operator; a memoir compiled and ed from private papers and personal reminiscences . LAST VOYAGE. XII. THE LAST VOYAGE. In the middle of August last year (1890),writes Mackenzie, after an exceptionallyfatiguing season, I was still busy in my consult-ing room, though sighing for release, and halfinclined to say to my servant, Tie up theknocker, say Im sick, Im dead. Within a year of writing these words Mac-kenzie was dead. The coming events were indeed casting theirshadows before them, though, perhaps, fewyears of his life were more full of happy andjo
Sir Morell Mackenzie; physician and operator; a memoir compiled and ed from private papers and personal reminiscences . LAST VOYAGE. XII. THE LAST VOYAGE. In the middle of August last year (1890),writes Mackenzie, after an exceptionallyfatiguing season, I was still busy in my consult-ing room, though sighing for release, and halfinclined to say to my servant, Tie up theknocker, say Im sick, Im dead. Within a year of writing these words Mac-kenzie was dead. The coming events were indeed casting theirshadows before them, though, perhaps, fewyears of his life were more full of happy andjoyous experiences than were his last. In these more than in any previous years—half forced and half persuaded—Mackenzie lefthis London cage, and, like a bird set free,speeded away to summer climes and sunlitseas. 264 THE LAST VOYAGE. The Chimhorazo, with its company of tourists,all bent upon health or pleasurable change, andthe delight of travel, was bound for the Medi-terranean. * And take me away,And take me away,And take me awayTo the blue water. In the essay called the ISTew Yachting wehave a graphic account of his voyage andad
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