"We all dropped on our knees and sobbed, our tears flowing like a stream.

Oh, what grief! We rose from our knees, again we knelt, and again we sobbed.

This did we three times, our hearts breaking beside the coffin of our benefactor.

There are no words to express it.

And what honor was done us! The General took our wreath, and placed it straightway upon the breast of our Little Father.