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[Footnote 1: His words.]
As night came, he requested his physician to inform him if he thought
he would live till morning. The physician replied that his death was
rapidly approaching, when he faintly bowed his head, and murmured:--
"I am resigned, if it be God's will. I should like to see my wife, but
God's will be done."[1]
[Footnote 1: His words.]
When the proposed attack upon Sheridan, near Mechanicsville, was spoken
of in his presence, he said:--
"God grant that it may be successful. I wish I could be there."*
Turning his face toward the pillow, he added, with tears in his eyes,
"but I must prepare for another world."[1]
[Footnote 1: His words.]
Feeling now that his end was near, he made his last dispositions.
"You will find in my hat," he said to a member of his staff, "a little
Confederate flag, which a lady of Columbia, South Carolina, sent me,
requesting that I would wear it on my horse in battle, and return it to
her. Send it to her."[1]
[Footnote 1: His words.]
He gave then the name of the lady, and added:--
"My spurs--those always worn in battle--I promised to give to Mrs. Lily
Lee, at Shepherdstown. My sabre I leave to my son."
His horses and equipments were then given to his staff--his papers
directed to be sent to his wife.
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