His sister, who came to expostulate with him and warn him against
further effort, was sent impatiently away. "Let me alone," he said; "every
laborer, I hope, may work if he wishes; wilt thou not grant me this?" At
seven he was compelled to pause. His reader gone, his first thought was to
call back his much loved sister, and say to her: "Be not anxious, dear
Jenny, it is passing away; I know my constitution." But his physicians
were agreed in the opinion that the very worst was to be feared. They
succeeded, however, in subduing the symptoms of the disease, which was a
violent cholera, and began to hope. The next morning, having hardly got
breath from this first furious attack, he inquired with touching sadness,
"shall I not be able to lecture to-day?" When answered in the negative, he
distinctly demanded that the suspension should be only for that one day.
In the afternoon of Tuesday, he called out vehemently for his reader,
desired him to go on with Ritter's Palestine, with which he had been
occupied, and impatiently blamed the anxiety of his friends who had
dismissed his assistant too hastily. He then, according to his daily
custom, had another of his pupils read to him the newspaper.
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