Uncle Daniel's story of "Tom" Anderson and twenty great battles . o, my wife was growing weaker and losingher mind. Peter was coughing very often and havingslight hemorrhages. The physician pronounced him to bein a very critical condition. One morning Aunt Marthacame running into the parlor where the family were sitting,and with much anxiety cried out: Marsa Lyon and Marsa Genl, come to Marsa Peter,quick; cause he bleed to deff if you not hurry. We ran to him quickly. He was bleeding profusely,holding his head over the edge of the bed. He could onlyspeak in a gurgling whisper. He took me by th
Uncle Daniel's story of "Tom" Anderson and twenty great battles . o, my wife was growing weaker and losingher mind. Peter was coughing very often and havingslight hemorrhages. The physician pronounced him to bein a very critical condition. One morning Aunt Marthacame running into the parlor where the family were sitting,and with much anxiety cried out: Marsa Lyon and Marsa Genl, come to Marsa Peter,quick; cause he bleed to deff if you not hurry. We ran to him quickly. He was bleeding profusely,holding his head over the edge of the bed. He could onlyspeak in a gurgling whisper. He took me by the hand andsaid: Fathei-, it is all over with me; soon there will be butone finger left. UNCLE DANIELS STORY. 361 We laidTaim back on the pillow, and without anotherword or struggle he passed away. Good bless my poorson! Amen ! said Dr. Adams. Uncle Daniel soon proceeded, saying: But, my goodfriends, this was not my only grief. We tried to keep hisdeath from his mother. She, in her delirium, was constantlyspeaking of her dear son Peter, and crying. She seemed to. MRS. LYON DIES AT PETER S COFFIN. have no thought except of Peter and the constant shadowof her dream. The day of Peters funeral her rea-son seemed to return and her strength revived. Sheasked for all of us to come into her room, and we did she saw that Peter was not with us, she inquiredwhy. I answered that he could not come. I then brokedown and left her room weeping. She saw it, and, withstrength that she had not shown for many weeks, arose,and leaping to the floor rushed past all into the parlor, andthere saw Peter lying a corpse. She shrieked and fell on 363 UNCLE DANIEl/S STORY. his remains. We lifted her and carried her back to herbed. She was dead ! Uncle Daniel sank back into his chair overcome with hissorrows. The severe trials through which he had passed,re-called again, opened the flood of sorrow, which well nighswept him away. We withdrew for the present, with in-tense sympathy for the old hero and
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