For those who are sick now come openly abroad into the streets, no longer afraid for themselves or others, and thus it has come about that no man knows whether he is safe, and my poor boy has been taken." Sad indeed were the faces of all, and the two little boys were dissolved in tears, as their father told how poor Dan had fallen sick, and had succumbed on the fourth day to the poison.
"Dr.Hooker said that he was worn out with his unceasing labours, else he would not have died," said the sorrowful father.

"He had treated many worse cases even when things were worse, and brought them round.

But Dan was worn out with all he had been doing for the past months.

He fell an easy prey; and he did not suffer much, thank God.

He lay mostly in a torpor, much as Reuben did, as I hear, but slowly sank away.