Star.
London, England, 1827-03-21 00:00:00

and Ina faint,. tLeeult see* Voice, whether Stepienson was
is the house ? I be was,"and asked whether be wished to see
Mot? be nodded meat, anti I immediately sent foe him. Colonel
Stephenson went to MI left side; belt, as his Royal Highness could
not see blm_, I beckoned to him to come to the right side, and I
moved beck, so as to enable him to come cloie up, *Mk I supported
his Royal Highness, by placing My band against the pillow. laChind
hie back. He then gave his hand to Cal. Stephenson. After some
iaterval, during which his Royal Highness breathed with great
diflicsdty, and was very faint, and during which, Batchelor bathed
his temples with Cologne water; he collected his strength, and
said in a steady firm tone of voice, but so low as to be hardly audi-
ble, to Colonel &ephenson, whose head was (mullet removed than
mine," lam now dying." After this he dropped his bead, and
his lips moved for about a minute. as if in prayer. then looked
at us again, and appeared to wish to speak, bat an attack of faint-
' nose came on, and his respiration was so dißcuk, and he seemed
so weak and exhausted, that I thought be was dying, and ex-
pressed that apprebendon to Colonel Stephenson, who partook of
it. Batchelor bathed his temples spin, and he rallied, after
which he again took Colonel Stephenson's band, and nodded to
Batchelor, who told us he meant we should leave him.

The scene was most affecting and trying, but yet in some respects
satisfactory, as It shewed that be was perfectly aware of his alma-
doe, and we concluded that he bad seen us together, as being ids
ezeciptony and meant to take leave of us. I heard afterwards that
be bad appeared much exhausted by the efuet, but subsequently
took some chicken broth and became composed, without basing any
return of faintness. Towards the evening he rallied again, and
had some sound and 'comfortable sleep, and his attendants separated
under the impression that his Royal Highness's life would be pro-
longed at least 11101 her night.
In the course of that night be had so serious an attack of faint-
ness that Mr. Macgregor thought he would not hate reentered
from it ; but he rallied again towards the morning of the 3th, and
bad taken some nourishment. The breathing had, however, be-
come extremely difficult About 11 Mr. Simpson came to me to
say that the symptoms of approaching death had come on, and that
the medical attendants wished me to be in the room adjoining to
that lu which his Royal Highness Lay. I brought in the Dukes of
Clarence and Sussex, and Colonel Stephenson, and we continued
in the room, expecting every moment to be called in by the
medical attendants (who were all with his Royal Highness) to
witness his death. Sir Henry Milford Cattle to us occasionally
and stated that his Royal Highness's pulse was hardly perceptible,
his extremities were told; he was speechless, and bad with
difficulty swallowed a little milk and rum, but nevertheless
appeared to retain his senses. Of this, indeed, he gave proof
!at twelve, for Mr. Macgregor came in to say that his Royal
Highness had insisted on having his leg dressed (which
they naturally wished to avoid at such a period), for he had
looked at him several times, had pointed at the clock, then
at his legs, and had pushed off the covering, thus skewing Dis deter-
mination to go through all that was required to the last moment.
When he found that he was understood, and that Mr. Macgregor
was preparing for the dressing, he signified his thanks to Dim with
a kind smile, threw back his bead, and hardly noticed anything
afterwards.

The pulse hecanle more feeble, the attacks of faintness more fre-
quent, but his Royal Highness struggled on. and between eight and
nine this state appeared so likely to test•for some hours, the Duke
of Clarence was persuaded to go home, and I returned to my room
to answer some inquiries. At twenty minutes past nine Col. Ste.
phenson called me oat, and told me that be was in the last agonies.
I hastened down, but my dear mattes bad expired before I could
reach his room, and I had the comfort of learning that he bad
expired without any struggle or apparent pain. His countenance
indeed continued this, it was as eaim as possible, and quite free
from any distortion, indeed it almost looked as if be had died with
a smile upon it.
The medical attendants, the Doke of Sussex, Batchelor, and
another servant, were in the room, looking at him in silence, and
with countenances strongly expressive of their fettle's.
Such was the end of this amiable, kind, and excellent man, after
a long and painful struggle, borne with exemplary resolution and
resignation, and I am confident that the details into which I have
entered of the last circumstances of•that struggle, will net prove
uninteresting to those who were sincerely attached to him.
(Signed) HERBERT TAYLOR.

T 14141 EVENING STAR.