I shall soon follow him.'"[1] [Footnote 1: Ford, XIV, 246-52.

I have copied Tobias Lear's remarkable account of Washington's death almost verbatim.] Once read, honest Tobias Lear's account of Washington's death will hardly be forgotten.

It has a majestic simplicity which we feel must have accompanied Washington in his last hours.

The homely sick-bed details; his grim fortitude; his willingness to do everything which the physicians recommended, not because he wanted to live, nor because he thought they would help him, but because he wished to obey.

We see him there trying to force out the painful words from his constricted throat and when he was unable to whisper even a "thank you" for some service done, Lear read the unuttered gratitude in his eyes.