The grand-niece previously quoted says: "Dr. Arne died a sincere penitent, and a firm Catholic. His confessor buried him according to the ceremony of his Church. A cross was put on his coffin, and he was interred in the burial ground of St. Paul's, Covent Garden, on the right hand side going in." There are two contemporary printed accounts of the last moments of the distinguished composer; one from his intimate friend, the popular tenor singer, Vernon, who, at that time engaged in the neighbouring Drury Lane Theatre, was in the habit of visiting Arne daily at his residence in Bow Street. The morning after Arne's decease he told the company assembled in the music-room at the theatre that he "was talking on the subject of music with the Doctor, who suffered much from exhaustion, when, in attempting to illustrate what he had advanced, he in a very feeble and tremulous voice sung part of an air, during which he became progressively more faint, until he breathed his last, making as our immortal Shakespeare expresses it, a swan-like end fading in music." The other account says Arne "died of a spasm on his lungs, retaining his faculties to the last moment of his existence. He had originally been instructed in the principles of the Romish Church: these however he had for many years wholly neglected, as inconsistent with a life of ease and gallantry, in which he indulged to the fullest extent of his purse and constitution. In his last stage, the dormant seeds of early maxims and prejudices, as is usually the case, revived in his bosom, too strong to be checked, or perhaps discriminated by sound reason. The complicated train of doubts, hopes, and fears, operated so forcibly on the Doctor's feelings at this awful period, that a priest was sent for, by whom he was awed into a state of most submissive repentance. In thus renewing the duties of a Christian, those of his professional line were not forgotten; for about an hour before his death he sung an harmonious Halleluja, a flight of fancy, calculated as it were to usher him into the other world." These narratives, though not precisely similar in detail, leave no doubt in the mind of the reader that Arne died repentant, doubtless the happier for having been reconciled to his wife. "Notwithstanding the number and excellence of his publications, Dr. Arne left little or no property behind him; a circumstance which will not appear extraordinary to those who consider his real character and life. He was naturally fond of vicious pleasure, to which he sacrificed every other consideration." The Will he made is at Somerset House, and recites as follows:--"In the Name of God Amen--I Thomas Augustine Arne of Bow Street Covent Garden in the County of Middlesex doctor in Music being of sound mind memory and understanding hereby make and pronounce this to be my last Will and Testament revoking all former Wills made or pretended to be made whatever Whereas I am possessed of a small Personal Estate consisting