SUDDEN ILLNESS. 267 then, first clear up the doubt. A half-way scientist, or scholar, or Christian, or statesman, or benefactor, is of no account in the world." On the 5th of August, Mr. Neesima started from Turin for Switzerland by the way of Lake Como and the St. Gothard pass with Dr. Alex. Thompson, who had been laboring among the Jews and Turks for thirty-one years. At Goschenen he left his compan­ion and proceeded on foot with a German gentleman whom he met at the latter place. What followed is best described in his own words. L{rCERNE, August 9, 1884. I ·wrote these inclosed papers at the Hotel du Mont Prosa on the St. Gothard pass on the 6th inst., when I was greatly troubled by my heart there. I felt something quite wrong in my breathing just a mile before I reached the pass. I requested a German gentleman who accompanied me to leave me behind, because I could not keep up with him. Accordingly he went on. I stopped to take breath every ten yards, but after a great struggle I reached the hotel in the pass. After resting a while I took my dinner, but had no appetite, and also began to cough. After rest­ing further on a sofa I felt myself growing worse and worse and asked for a doctor, but there was none. I took a tablespoonful of brandy, to arrest my chill, and also applied mustard. About this time I began to think that it might possibly be the Lord's will to take me away from this changeable world to that unchange­able and glorious one. At this moment my thought for Japan, my plan for mission work, my constant day­dream to found a Christian university, my tender feel-