She died at sunset, August 25, 1835.

An old neighbor who saw Lincoln just after his parting with the dying girl says: "There were signs of the most terrible distress in his face.

His grief became frantic.

He lost all self-control, even the consciousness of his own identity; and his closest friends in New Salem pronounced him insane, crazy, mad.

They watched him with especial vigilance on dark and stormy days.