higny de Clieu, former Ship's Captain and Honorary
Commander of the Royal and Military Order of Saint Louis, died in
Paris on the 30th of November in the 88th year of his age.

A notice of his death appeared also in the _Gazette de France_ for
December 5, 1774, a rare honor in both cases; and it has been said that
at this time his praise was again on every lip.

One French historian, Sidney Daney,[20] records that de Clieu died in
poverty at St. Pierre at the age of 97; but this must be an error,
although it does not anywhere appear that at his death he was possessed
of much, if any, means. Daney says:

This generous man received as his sole recompense for a noble deed
the satisfaction of seeing this plant for whose preservation he had
shown such devotion, prosper throughout the Antilles. The
illustrious de Clieu is among those to whom Martinique owes a
brilliant reparation.

Daney tells also that in 1804 there was a movement in Martinique to
erect a monument upon the spot where de Clieu planted his first coffee
plant, but that the undertaking came to naught.

Pardon, in his _La Martinique_ says:

Honor to this brave man! He has deserved it from the people of two
hemispheres. His name is worthy of a place beside that of
Parmentier who carried to France the potato of Canada. These two
men have rendered immense service to humanity, and their memory
should never be forgotten--yet alas! Are they even remembered?

Tussac, in his _Flora de las Antillas_, writing of de Clieu, says,
"Though no monument be erected to this beneficent traveler, yet his name
should remain engraved in the heart of every colonist."

In 1774 the _Annee Litteraire_ published a long poem in de Clieu's
honor. In the feuilleton of the _Gazette de France_, April 12, 1816, we
read that M. Donns, a wealthy Hollander, and a coffee connoisseur,
sought to honor de Clieu by having painted upon a porcelain service all
the details of his voyage and its happy results. "I have seen the cups,"
says the writer, who gives many details and the Latin inscription.

That singer of navigation, Esmenard, has pictured de Clieu's devotion in
the following lines:

Forget not how de Clieu with his light vessel's sail,
Brought distant Moka's gift--that timid plant and frail.
The waves fell suddenly, young zephyrs breathed no more,
Beneath fierce Cancer's fires behold the fountain store,
Exhausted, fails; whil