es to the facts. They are all contained in a
letter which Colonel Elder wrote to myself in common with other friends.
On Wednesday, January 23rd, he was as usual in the morning; but in the
afternoon Colonel Elder found him asleep in his chair in the mess room.
"I have a slight headache," he said. He went to his quarters. In
the evening he was worse, but had no increase of temperature, no
acceleration of pulse or respiration. At this moment the order arrived
for him to proceed forthwith as Consulting Physician of the First Army.
Colonel Elder writes, "I read the order to him, and told him I should
announce the contents at mess. He was very much pleased over the
appointment. We discussed the matter at some length, and I took his
advice upon measures for carrying on the medical work of the unit."

Next morning he was sleeping soundly, but later on he professed to be
much better. He had no fever, no cough, no pain. In the afternoon he
sent for Colonel Elder, and announced that he had pneumonia. There were
no signs in the chest; but the microscope revealed certain organisms
which rather confirmed the diagnosis. The temperature was rising. Sir
Bertrand Dawson was sent for. He came by evening from Wimereux, but he
could discover no physical signs. In the night the temperature continued
to rise, and he complained of headache. He was restless until the
morning, "when he fell into a calm, untroubled sleep."

Next morning, being Friday, he was removed by ambulance to No. 14
General Hospital at Wimereux. In the evening news came that he was
better; by the morning the report was good, a lowered temperature and
normal pulse. In the afternoon the condition grew worse; there were
signs of cerebral irritation with a rapid, irregular pulse; his mind was
quickly clouded. Early on Sunday morning the temperature dropped, and
the heart grew weak; there was an intense sleepiness. During the day the
sleep increased to coma, and all knew the end was near.

His friends had gathered. The choicest of the profession was there, but
they were helpless. He remained unconscious, and died at half past one
on Monday morning. The cause of death was double pneumonia with massive
cerebral infection. Colonel Elder's letter concludes: "We packed his
effects in a large box, everything that we thought should go to his
people, and Gow took it with him to England to-day." Walter Gow was his
cousin, a son of that Gow who sailed with the Eckfords from Glasgow
in