Press and daily Dakotaian. (Yankton, Dakota Territory [S.D.]) 1880-1889, 1885-06-05

watch while DR.. Shrady slept in the sd.
joining room. The Rev. Ds. Newman
and Gen. BadeAu we're at the sick maps
besdide. It was early morning, and all the
members of the Grant family wore as
sembled about the generals's chair
watching the blood dripping from his
mouth. DR.. Douglas rushed into Dr.
Shrsdy's room and rudely awakened the
sleeper, 1T is all over" exclaimed DR..
Douglas.
"What?" exclaimed Shrady. "Do Won
mean to say that the man is dead ?"
mo. not dead, but he will be in few
minutes; nothing can save him."
Dr. Shrady jumped up and ran into
the room where the general was. Mrs.
Grant reached out her hands and said: !:
ulysses, do you know me?'
The generals chin was resting upon
his breast. He slowly raised his head
and said: "Yes."
DR.. Newman exclaimed: "It ls all over.
l will baptize him." He went quickly
into another room, got silver bowl, fill
ed 1t with water, and came back. Dip.
ping his hand into the water he said:
II baptizo thee, Ulysses Simpson Grant,
in the name of the Father, Son and
Holy Ghost.''
The general slowly raised his head
and saiu, II Thank you" Then turning
to his family he raised one hand and mt.
tered the words: II bless you ALL"
Meanwhile Drs. Shrady and Douglas
were consulting with each other in the
corner. The strain was intense. DIR.
Douglas said: HE will die sure; he has
gone; the pulse has left the wrist"
DIR. Shrady, as if struck by inspiration.
eplied: II will give him brandy"
You cannot do it; he cannot swallow"
said DR.. Douglas.
II will give 1t to him hypodermically," {"
answered DR.. Shrady.
"How much ?" asked Dr.. Douglas.
"a barrel full, if necessary" retorted
DIR. Shrady.
Gen. Grant was apparently dead when
DR.. ShradY stepped in with glass of
brandy and syringe. Calm and gentle,
but with his eye blazing, DR.. Sbrady
filled the syringe, and before the weep.
ing wife and children were fully con.
scious Of what was going on the silver of
the syringe was inserted in the left arm
and quickly withdrawn. Another sue.
tion was made from the glass, and again
the syringe was plunged into the right
arm. It was daling act. Life had
passed away so far as the pulse was con.
cerned.
The room was hushed. DR.. Shrady
coolly wiped the syringe on his hand.
kerchief and waited. The eyes of Gen.
Grant again opened, his face became
flushed, he smiled, and his pulse began
beating hard.
II don't think he will die" softly re-.
marked the doctor
sour prayers have been answered."
fervently exclaimed Parson Newman,
extending his arms upward.
II think it was the brandy" said DR..
Shrady, with grim smile on his pale
face. Then he retired, and in q few min
utes was again asleep.
The general rallied until few DAYS
later when one of the choking spells
came on. He was convinced he would die,
and dragged himself about the room on
his hands and knees. DR.. Shrady was
standing at the window. "Oh, + am
choking to death!' exclaimed the gen.
eral in voice of agony.
In an instant DR.. Shrady had him by
the arm, and in his clear voice there was
ring of command new to the sufferer.
"Be quiet, sir; be quiet" said the doctor
"You won't die; it will be over in min.
ute." The cough ceased, Gen. Grant
looked up, tears in his eyes, and said
simply: Il am quiet. doctor; I am
quiet" That was his last hard attack,
and to-day the true story of these scenes
was told for the first time.
DR.. Sands says Gen. Grant will die
early in September, while DR.. Shrady il
positive that he will not die before De.
cember l. The disease is pogressine
slowly, and death must result in short
time.