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It was Pandit Sastri's ambition that he should die in harness with a
manuscript in his hand. He used to express this very often. He was active till
his death. He always liked travelling and never missed the cool air of the
Nilgiris in summer. Even there he would bathe early in the morning under
the tap, take a brisk walk both in the morning and in the evening and do
some writing work in the afternoon. But age finally told on him. His heart
became weak and after a brief illness he breathed his last on 15th June,
1950, at the age of 84.
The end was rather sudden; his children and grandchildren were gathered
around him. The most touching site was the group of Harijans who had come
all the way from Aryanayakipuram to pay their last homage to him at
Nagercoil. Thus passed away a man who was great in his own way and quite
unconscious of it and there can be no better monument to his memory than
the Sanskrit manuscripts we see in the various libraries in India today.
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