Saw Narbonne, Montpellier, Nimes; with what meditations! At Lyons, under honors sky-high, health getting worse, stays two months; vomits clots of blood there.

Thence, July 24th, to Neufchatel and the Lord Marischal; happy there for three months.

Hears there of Professor Konig's death (AKAKIA Konig): 'One scoundrel less in the world,' ejaculated he; 'but what is one!'-- October 16th, to the road again, to Basel; stays perforce, in Bernouilli's house there, all Winter; health falling lower and lower.
"April, 1759, one day he has his carriage at the door ('Homeward, at all rates!'): but takes violent spasms in the carriage; can't; can no farther in this world.

Lingers here, under kind care, for above three months more: dying slowly, most painfully.

With much real stoicism; not without a stiff-jointed algebraic kind of piety, almost pathetic in its sort.