She eagerly watched every symptom of his illness, nursed him with care and tenderness, sought to prepare him for the great change which was about to take place; and, a true woman and a mother, endeavored to hide her own anguish while she ministered to the bodily and spiritual wants of her only child, who nobly risked his life to save that of his companion.

I watched the proceedings with deep interest through the day, and when night came I felt no inclination to sleep.

The groans of the unfortunate boy became fainter and fainter, and it was evident he would soon be released from his sufferings by the hand of death.
At length I became weary with watching, and about eleven o'clock fell asleep, in spite of the dying moans of the boy and the half-stifled sobs of his mother.

I slept soundly, undisturbed by the mournful scenes which were enacted around me.

When I awoke the room was lighted only by the rays of an expiring lamp in the chimney corner.