Before he left Paris, he gave a concert in the saloon of M.Pleyel, one of the friends with whom his relations had been the most constant, the most frequent, and the most affectionate; who is now rendering a worthy homage to his memory, occupying himself with zeal and activity in the execution of a monument for his tomb.

At this concert, his chosen and faithful audience heard him for the last time! He was received in London with an eagerness which had some effect in aiding him to shake off his sadness, to dissipate his mournful depression.

Perhaps he dreamed, by burying all his former habits in oblivion, he could succeed in dissipating, his melancholy! He neglected the prescriptions of his physicians, with all the precautions which reminded him of his wretched health.

He played twice in public, and many times in private concerts.

He mingled much in society, sat up late at night, and exposed himself to considerable fatigue, without permitting himself to be deterred by any consideration for his health.