He eats well and sleeps well and was feeling better than he had felt for the last five years.

On that day he rose at noon, dined at six, and retired at nine.

Drank two glasses of port with his dinner, but did not smoke.

He abandoned his favorite weed at the age of ninety, and had to discontinue his drives over his beautiful estate in his one hundredth year.

One day is much the same as another, for he gives his two relatives little trouble in attending upon his wants.