The closing years of his life leave many a pleasing trace of kindness, and justice, and earnestness.

The boy was no mere boisterous schoolboy.

He pondered and prepared himself for what he thought was his path in life; he foresaw its responsibilities, and he faced its duties, and set himself like a man to bear his part as a true king should.
It was not to be.

Suddenly his health failed him--the tall boy had overgrown his strength before he knew it.

Heedless of fatigue and exposure, he pursued his vigorous exercises, and what had been his life became his death.