Then the old veteran, still erect and with the fires of patriotism glowing in his brave heart, softly murmured: "I have been more fortunate than I deserve; strange that I should be the only one left, but it cannot be for long." And yet he lived for seven more years.

Then, when a scirrhus cancer appeared on his tongue, a skilful surgeon told him it could be easily removed and need cause him no trouble.
"Oh," said the Admiral, who was then past ninety, "I've lived long enough; let it alone." He died a few months later, and, as has been stated, was in his ninety-second year..