into fruition, insidious disease attacked him. It was long hoped that the close and fibrous system which had, seemingly, defied all the laws of nature, would prove superior to this malady.
His unconquerable will bore him up long against its attacks.
Indeed, it seemed that only death itself could subdue that fiery and unextinguishable energy.
He made his last great effort, breathing in its feeble accents, but a more touching and affecting pathos and a more persuasive eloquence in behalf of Lopez, charged with the offence of fitting out an expedition against Cuba.
So weak was he that he was compelled to deliver in a sitting posture, and was carried, after its delivery, exhausted from the bar.
Not long after this time, in a state of complete prostration, he was taken in a steamboat from New Orleans to Natchez, under the care of some faithful friends.
The opiates given him and the exhaustion of nature had dethroned his imperial reason, and the great advocate talked wildly of some