New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-11-30
TENNYSON'S DE1IH-BED.
SIR ANDREW CLARK'S GRAPHIC DESClIr'
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From The Westminster Gazette
Lord Tennyson was dead: from Haslemere, G i
Of mccarthy beauty and that Sir Andrew. who had
watched with his dying irlend ana pa'e,. III on bis
way T back to London When stepped out of my my
hanson at his door, Sir Andrew drove up an1 sr
t then. the servant told me very politely wasn't
patient replied and Eaye ad then was told
Sir Andrew would presently had 70 o., wa III
time and then he himself to came my IN au
into my den he s ssa very yoyr edior
evening paper read regularly This. by the way
And now listen and l will tell you what think INK
fire lit up the gloom Of the dull, wet autumn Day,
drew's account of that most wonderful of death
beds was almost story from another ,r wSria a:
his bureau, necessarily twisting pencil between
his soEsa 15 OT at me- and ad
know what you are asking You are asking d me
s SO qe w an awful breach Of etiquette And then
he got up, and in bitter DISAPPOINTMENT ,ef,
say that Certainly If this was was sincerely
sorry. In second the frown turned , inu1 d
he said Sit still don't mind committing breach
of etiquette this time but you must promise III.
faithfully not to mention my name as 'ha' Vi Sou'
Keep my name out and then d tell the rsn wo 'aI
s Wna' things s Of SoI that glorious
the Surrey hills and then with e., glowing ns o eT
grew husky and unsteady. he told me OF the iasi
watch h By The Of of as Of
he said. land have seen very grand ana solemn
but never Hpe Se When
he grew animated, had strange Elagheuc pow
over his hearersII have heard Others st" nf,en
medical men and private friends OF ms o!'en
observe this-and ] sat in spell-bound silence a. a,
he told of the glorious day Wnch w sae the
world as the poet lay on his deathbed one sen, sen,
gave me. The distant hills, shrouded IN mi n,u
OF perfect white. could be seen through the oriel
piece of breathing marble" He went on to describ-
the night flooded with moonlight. the perfect still
and after that the dark and then he rose again.
and walked up and down the room also rose
sit still" he Numbered. suddenly. Shall tel
you why Tennysons death was 50 peaceip4. dhis
il would not interest them to-day But the secret
is this: lie lived a quiet, laborious, simple NE
profit by it. was his friend before was his
physician Metaphysics drew us together. CLAD,
stone too is deeply Interested in that SUBJECT anu
all three agreed in our taste Tor simple ii'e'
any Half the disease of the generation is due to
peoples ideness. Idleness the beginning OF all
Ss The d %Gshs9 m U The s a oe
why. | to come and prescribe ! know bei o,,,
local medical man say;he can MANAGE the case
very we'll But no. II must be Sir Andrew the
grumpy Scot and Sir Andrew prescribes long walks
and less rich food and regular meals ana carry
hours. And presently. when the young lady mas
regained her red cheeks and high spirits. they
think / have performed "A wonderful cure.
Now let me tell you how myself have managed
to live all | am sixty-six. over thirty years
ago when was a young and obscure Scotch prac-
titioner In London applied for place on the medi-
cal staff of the London Hospital. The authorities
there said: oh let give the poor chap chance. lie
is consumptve: he won't last long. Let us. In pity.
every one OF them. All my life have been deli
cate: | have several times been a, deaths door.
but by reason of simple life and life OF work,
have managed to get very close to threescofe
years and ten" 1890 ~
, / got up once more to take my leave ''Sit still"
ne commanded once more ne put on his glasses
and q professional air. And you are one or
those ladies who write? They tell me, all the
younger generation OF women write and smoke
DO you smoke" with terrible emphasis on the
personal pronoun). "No. Sir Andrew. don't"
''You don't smoke? Look here. let me tell you
one thing. Don't, DON'T" / took my leave. and
jumped into my hanson: but was recalled. Come
back, Make haste. Young woman. come back
this moment,' Sir Andrew called after me. and
showed me again into his room. II only want 10
tell you thing II you breathe my name IN
connection with what ] have told You. I'll-In
haunt you. Now shake hands. and forgive gar
rulous old man for keeping you 50 long"
never mentioned Sir Andrew name AT the time
in connection with the Information. He sent his
well done" down to when he saw my article.
and that was the last ] heard directly from him.
But IL the threat OF haunting me for revealing
who was informant about Tennysons DEATH
bed meant to be indefinite. then-but
do think Sir Andrew went far In his prohi-
bition