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but I could not suffer you to set cut upset such a looney with-
out apprising you of the real truth.—l am, my dear Dumont.
" With most sincere afreedon, yours,
" SAMUEL. ROMILLY."
At the time this letters reached town I was at the
house of Sir James Mackintosh; I received it tar
the Ist of October, and 'I received two or three let-
ters within a few days afterwards, expressive of my
friend's belief that his Lady appeared somewhat bet-
ter, and illustrative of his wish to tranquillize my
solicitude for her recovery. The following is one of
the letters alluded to:
" Cowes, September es, 1818.
" DrAx Dimmer—l cannot, after my letter of yesterday,
stiffer this post to go without telling you that 711*: dear Anne is
better—not very considerably, but yet she certainly is better.—
I know your kindness and affection for us must haye rendered
my last letter alarming to you; and therefore I hasten to give
you somewhat better news.
" Ever, my dear Dumont, most altetionateiy your's,
(Signed) most
ROMILLY."
Mr. Dumont continued—l set out for Cowes in
consequence of the invitation of Sir Samuel, and on
my arrival I had the happiness to find that his Lady
was so much better that she was able to spend two
or three hours each day among the company at Mr.
Nash's house. But still the mind of Sir Samuel was
not at ease. He seemed, indeed, to entertain no con-
fidence of her recovery, and therefore lie appeared
to me constantly in the same slate of anxiety. Lady
Romilly had at length a severe relapse, and she was
for some days in a great state of suffering. During
that time nothing could equal the excruciating pain
of Sir Samuel, but his fortitude and resignation.—
Ile was almost entirely deprived of sleep for about
.six weeks; and from that circumstance I began to
entertain the greatest apprehension for hisfate. Twice
or three times he himself expressed to me his fears
of mental derangement. On one occasion he sent
for me in the middle of the .night. It might be
about two o'clock in the morning, and spoke to me
of a dream which he had had that was tall of hor-
ror. Ile said that the impression was as'strong upon
his mind, even after he awoke, as if it hadleen a
reality. He asked whether I did not consider that
as a proof that his faculties were impaired ? How-
ever, some conversation about his children generally
resumed a certain degree of peace to his mind, and
sometimes he entertained me about Isis plans for the
education and establishment of his children. Lady
Bomilly died at Cowes on Thursday, the 20th of,
October last, about eleven o'clock at night. Sir Sa-
muel was informed of her death next morning by his
nephew, Doctor Roget, for whom he always sheaved
the same attachment as for one of his own sons. I
have omitted to state, that two days before the
death of Lady Romilly, and when there was no
hopes of her recovery, two of her Ladyship's sisters
arrived at Cowes, and Sir Samuel could not sited
any tears when he saw them ; but he complained to
me of a most tormenting and burning heat in his
head. He left Cowes with great reluctance the day
after Lady Romilly's death, but he declared that he
would be governed entirely by Doctor Roget and
his friends. On Friday night we slept at Winchester,
on our way to town, being accompanied by Mrs.
Davis, who is one of the sisters of Lady Romilly,
as well as by Miss Romilly, Mr. William Romilly,
the eldest son, and some of Sir Samuel's servants. I
travelled in the same chaise with Sir Samuel, and on
our arrival at Winchester, he said that he felt himself
extremely exhausted.. Doctor Roget slept is the
same room with him at Winchester, and Sir Samuel

was throughout the night extremely restless, as I
understood from the Doctor. On the next morning
Sir Samuel shewed marks of agitation, which he
tried to subdue. He was continually tearing his
gloves or the palms of his hands, or scratching his
fingrrs and nose. Some blood came from his nose.
When we arrived at an Inn at Mullet's Green, which
is two stages from Winchester' Sir Samuel was so
weak that he could proceed no farther; we therefore,
slept at that lan. Doctor Roget still slept in the
same room with Sir Samuel. I had proposed to Sir
Samuel not to go Russell-square, but to take some
other house for the present. He answered that as he
was likely to have a long illness, and to be laid up
for some time, he preferred.his own house. As he
proceeded homeward I observed a more siolent de-
gree of irritation, with still more tearing of his hands
and his nose. In a moment when he was shutting
his eyes and wringing his hands, he took the hand
of his daughter an placed it in his ; upon which,
opening his eyes, he perceived what I had done, and
casting upon me the most expressive look of grad-
tude and tenderness, he embraced his daughter.—
When we arrived at Russell-square, he made a great
effort to compose himself, and went into his library,
where he threw himself upon a sofa, in a state of
calm, which appeared to me, who knew him so well,
peculiarly frightful. In this situation he was for
some moments joining his hands as if in a state of
prayer. In a moment after he got up from the sopha,
he took my arm, and walked with me about the two
rooms. He appeared to me in the state of a man
dying from an internal wound. A few hours after
his arrival at Russell-square, he expressed a desire to
see Dr. Mareet, saying that his nephew. Dr. Roget,
suffered too much, and that he would give him the
comfort of some medical friend's assistance. He
wanted, he told me, particularly to consult Doctor
Marcet about a shower bath, which he was inclined!
to think likely to relieve the heat of his head. Of
this heat he perpetually complained, and what is
most astonishing, he declared at the same time that
he had no head-ache. But as to what refers imme-
diately to the nature of his disease, I shall leave that
to be described by the medical gentlemen who know
the subject so much better than me. After Dr. Marcet
had made his visit to Sir Samuel, which was about
nine o'clock on Sunday evening, I followed the Doctor
to his house, and I saw that he was much alarmed
by the state of inflammation in which he found Sir
Samuel. Dr. Roget would not quit Sir Samuel, in
whose room he slept that night. I slept in a room
over that of Sir Samuel, or more correctly speaking,
I passed in that room a most uneasy night. About
seven o'clock next morning Dr. Kowa came to me
in a state of extreme anxiety, telling me that his
uncle was much worse, with a violent fever, utter-
ing some expressions in a strain of great perturba-
tion, and complaining that he was quite distracted.
Dr. Roger called immediately upon Doctor Marcet,
who came in an instant to Sir Samuel's house.—
They sent for Dr. Babington to join them in a con-
sultation upon Sir Samuel's case. Of their proceed-
ings thcse Gentlemen will, no doubt, give you a full
and satisfactory account. I asked theta whether I