"Well done, Phineas--to walk round the garden without once resting! now I call that grand, after an individual has been ill a month.

However, you must calm your superabundant energies, and be quiet." I was not unwilling, for I still felt very weak.

But sickness did not now take that heavy, overpowering grip of me, mind and body, that it once used to do.

It never did when John was by.

He gave me strength, mentally and physically.