Not much is known about what exactly happened next, but the story goes that
Black was visited by a strange vagabond draped in rags and carrying a scythe.
Black knew instantly that this was Death, come to take him over the threshold.
Since Black had no next of kin or indeed anyone he could call a close friend,
he asked one last favour of Death – to bury his body after he departed this world for the next.
Having given away all his riches, Black offered Death his last earthly possession
– a bottle of gin
Now, Death wasn’t accustomed to these sort of requests, but just because he doesn’t have a heart, doesn’t mean he’s heartless.So, Death agreed, and these two unlikely companions sat and drank
and told tales until the first rays of sunrise touched the treetops and Black finally succumbed to his wounds.