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204 The Floral King.
as if the shadows of night, which were setting in
upon him, were lit up by the sunset of life. That
happened when some one of his beloved disciples
called to see him, and when he heard something
spoken about any objects of Natural History, or
when his friends placed before him some work on
Botany, a shimmer of joy then spread over his wan
countenance, and a flash of his former genius
seemed for a moment to illume his face. But this
transient gleam of reminiscence passed quickly
away, and left him more. prostrate than before.
Linneus passed his last summer at Hammarby in
1777. As often as the weather would permit he was
carried out in the open air, amongst the flowers of
his garden, or up to his museum, and his health
visibly improved. The beauty of nature was the
best balm for him. But his time was nearly gone,
and although after his return to Upsala in the
autumn, he was so far recovered that he could take
a drive every day and sit smoking his pipe, still
there was no hope of his ultimate restoration.
Tired of life, and forgetful of all his honours, he
breathed his last, peacefully, on the roth of January,
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