...Lear afterward wrote (which was between ten and eleven o'clock), " his breathing became easier. He lay quietly ; he withdrew his hand from mine and felt...mine and pressed it to my bosom. Dr. Craik put his hand over his eyes, and he expired without a struggle or a sigh. While we were fixed in silent grief,...

...withdrew his hand from mine, and felt his own pulse. I saw his countenance change. I spoke to Doctor Craik, who sat by the fire He came to the bedside. The general's hand fell from his wrist. T took it in mine, and pressed it to my bosom. Doctor Craik put his hands over his eyes, and he expired...