Envious Death snatched him from his parents when they were no longer of an age to improvise a successor.

The unfortunate old millionnaires tenderly collected his effects, to sell them.

During this operation, so trying to their souls (for there was a great deal of brand-new linen that could not be found), Nicholas Meiser said to his wife, "My heart bleeds at the idea that our buildings and dollars, our goods above ground and under, should go to strangers.
Parents ought always to have an extra son, just as they have a vice-umpire in the Chamber of Commerce." But Time, who is a great teacher in Germany and several other countries, led them to see that there is consolation for all things except the loss of money.

Five years afterwards, Frau Meiser said to her husband, with a tender and philosophic, smile: "Who can fathom the decrees of Providence?
Perhaps your son would have brought us to a crust.

Look at Theobald Scheffler, his old comrade.