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354.                       MEMOIRS OF JOSEPH: GBIMAiDI.

long hours he spent by Ms lonely fireside. Utterly bereft of the
use of Ms limbs, he used to be carried backwards and forwards
(he had only a few doors to go) on the shoulders of a man.

On the night of Ms death,* he was carried home in the usual
manner, and cheerfully bidding Ms companion good night,
observed that he should be ready for him on the morrow at the
customary time. He had not long been in bed, when Ms house-
keeper fancying she heard a noise in Ms room, hurried down,

* Grimaldi for some months previous to his death frequented the coffee-room of
the " Marquis of Cornwallis" Tavern in Southampton-street, Pentonville. Mr.
George Cook, the proprietor, considering his infirmity, or loss of the use of his
lower extremities, used to fetch him on his back, and take him homo in the same
manner. On the Wednesday evening, May 31st, ho was brought to the coffee-
room by Mr. Cook, and seemed quite exhilarated; Ms conversation and humour
smacking of the vivacity of former years j and his anecdotes of the olden times
and past events contributed a fund of amusement to those enjoying the con-
viviality of the night. Joe's customary beverage was a little Scotch ale, or a
small quantity of gin and water, during the evening. On the inquest, Joe's
housekeeper, Susannah Hill, stated that on Wednesday evening he complained
to her of a tightness of the chest, and his appetite seemed not so good as usual.
About half-past ten, she went to the Marquis of Cornwallis, to apprise her
master that it was time to return home; and assisted him on to Mr. Cook's
back -Joe as usual, quite sober, reached home about a quarter before eleven;
and on parting said to Mr. Cook, " God bless you, my boy, I shall be ready for
you to-morrow night!" , His housekeeper assisted Grimaldi to his bedroom,
placed a light on his table, as was her custom, then retired to her bedroom.
In the course of the night she was awakened by an unusual noise, similar to loud

the bed was shocked on discovering her master a corpse. She ran for Mr.
JPennill, a surgeon in the neighbourhood, who immediately attended; pronounced
him quite dead; said that he had been so some hours; and that his death he
had no doubt arose from natural causes. The inquest held at the Marquis of
Cornwallis declared their verdict, "Died by the visitation of God."

Joe was consigned to his last home at one o1 clock in the afternoon of Monday,
June 5th: the funeral was strictly private and simply plain—a hearse and two
mourning coaches, in which were Mr. Richard Hughes, Mr. Dixon, Mr. Arthur,
Mr. Dftyus, Treasurer of Sadler's Wells; Mr. ITorman, Mr. Wells, of the Sir
Hugh Myddleton's Head Tavern^ Mr. Lawrence, Treasurer of the Surrey
Theatre, and three other private friends. So little was the interment expected
so soon, that but one or two of his professional friends were present, and a few
<iiasual spectators •Were all who witnessed his funeral.ose" was revived, with additional scenes from " Harlequin of the heavens.   One