In Memoriam*

October 27, 1866-September 25, 1945

When I was informed on the afternoon of September 25th that Jelliffe had just died, the following lines from Milton flashed through my mind:

These lines occurred to me because I experienced a sense of relief at the thought that Jelliffe was now at rest. For Jelliffe's last years seemed extremely burdensome, the gradual dissolution of his outwardly impressive organism continued apace with his grim determination to hold on to life. He was well aware that his life was ebbing away but with his wonted tenacity, he exerted his utmost to stave it off as long as possible. For the last two years he was tossed from one hospital to another, from one place to another but whenever pain and confusion left him, his indomitable spirit reasserted itself and we were again confronted by the genial and brilliant Jelliffe of yore. On a few occasions I heard that he was dying. I found him in a somnolent state, but as I sat at his bedside he gradually shook off his lethargy and evinced no desire for leaving this world. Instead, in the spring of this year he rallied and for some weeks maintained a good physical and mental state. I spent a very pleasant evening with him just before he left for his beloved home in Huletts Landing, Lake George. We smoked and talked for hours as we were wont to do in times gone by, his mind was perfectly clear and there was no evidence of pain or