I'll give it in his words.
'Mother, have you got anything in the house ?' 'Nothing, Tom.' And mother began to cry.

'Not a bit of bread, mother ?' 'I gave the last bit to the children for their teas.' Father said nothing, but he lay down on the bed.

Then he called me.

'Johnnie,' he said, 'I've got work--for next week--but I sha'n't never go to it--it's too late,' and then he asked me to hold his hand, and turned his face on the pillow.

When my mother came to look, he was dead.