Volume 2 — FORTIETH PAPER.
Reading edition
AFTER a time, I begged of him to let me sleep. I threw myself on the bed. I had a fulness of blood in my head which made me sleep,—my last sleep on earth. I had a horrible dream, from which I awoke in terror, shuddering and in agony.
The Chaplain was seated at the foot of my bed, reading prayers.
“Have I slept long?” I inquired of him.
“My son,” said he, “you have slept an hour. They have brought your child, who is waiting in the next room; I would not allow them to awaken you.”
“Oh,” cried I, “my darling child! Let them bring in my idolized child!”