house--give
me one
turn
more." One
of the
last
things he
uttered,
in one of
his lucid
intervals,
was worthy
of him. "I
have
been," he
said,
"perhaps
the most
voluminous
author of
my day,
and it IS
a comfort
to me to
think that
I have
tried to
unsettle
no man's
faith, to
corrupt no
man's
principles,
and that I
have
written
nothing
which on
my
deathbed I
should
wish
blotted
out." His
last
injunction
to his
son-in-law
was:
"Lockhart,
