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BIOGRAPHY. 71
Berlin. I had the pleasure of having this much loved
brother, the Cornet in “The H—— Family,” staying with
us for a few days, after which he continued his journey to
Berlin, when Fredrika, my husband, and J went to Stock-
holm, and thence to Arsta.
After a visit of a couple of months, my husband and I
were again on our way to Christianstad, but Fredrika re-
mained with my mother, with whom she was to stay until
the autumn, when she would come back to us.
Some time after our return home I received a letter in-
forming me that my brother August had become much
worse. He expressed an earnest wish that my mother and
sisters should spend the winter in Berlin. After the re-
ceipt of a second letter from August, in which he said that
he was getting worse and worse, my mother determined
that she and my three sisters should fulfill his wish, and on
their way to Berlin they paid us a visit. I was not allowed
to have these dear guests more than two days in my house;
they were in a hurry, and I hoped only that they might
soon reach my brother.
Shortly after their arrival in Berlin, I received a letter
from Fredrika, telling me that my dear brother had ended
his days, and that he had died without suspecting that his
end was so near. He had for some time before suffered
severe pain. Fredrika adds :—
“ Pure was his life, warm his heart, and patiently he suf-
fered. He yearned for light and freedom, and he has found
both.” “Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see
God.”
On the 21st of September, Fredrika wrote from Ber-
lin : —
“Dear Sister, — Under acacias ‘im neuen Kirchhoff’
our August is now sleeping. On Wednesday morning, be-
tween seven and eight, we sisters and August’s friend
Caspar W. , who has faithfully watched at his bedside,
followed him to his last resting-place. Theremin held a
funeral oration at the grave.
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