SHEET NUMBER 2

DATE April 29, 1909

THE MACMILLAN COMPANY, TO Mrs. Cadwalader Jones

the Germans had played upon a lady we know in Rome, they having sent her stones in a box instead of her bust! I walked out of the room and returned, saying that I had seen them, and he laughed a little and went to sleep.

"Two hours later he had another collapse; the doctor was there, but in spite of all, I felt his pulse go down to nothing. He asked me what hyperdermic the doctor gave him? - said he had been sleeping, and when I opened the window wide, he said "I love the reflexion of the sun on the bookcase," and a few moments later he passed away, without the very least pain or struggle. He died as he wished, standing- and at the full height of his career and doing to the last the best possible work. My only consolation is that had he lived he would only have been a suffering invalid at best, - and what would have been his agony at not being able to work and to see his loved ones not having all the luxury which he always so loved to surround them with.

"The funeral took place at Sant Agnello this morning (Easter Monday) at 10.30. His faithful sailors carried him from the villa to the grave. Over a thousand people were there; all the shops were shut, and the grief is touching, as it is universal. Mr. Chanler and Mr. Astor were there, and our son-in-law did everything for me in the most perfect manner, and he is broken-hearted, as he loved Marion more than his own father. Telegrams come flowing in from all over the world."

Yours very truly,