order, but there was still much to be done.  He was only forty-nine,
and he was dying. 

"Well! God's will be done.  He knows best.  My work, with all its
faults and failures, is in His hands, and before Easter I shall see
my Saviour." 

The breathing grew more laboured, the leprous eyes were clouded, the
once stalwart frame was fast becoming rigid.  The sound of the
passing bell was heard, and the wail of the wretched lepers pierced
the air.  ...  The last flickering breath was breathed, and the soul
of Joseph Damien de Veuster arose like a lark to God. 

End of the Project Gutenberg Etext of Heroes Every Child Should Know
by Hamilton Wright Mabie