9 September. I'm happy tonight. I've been so incredibly weak, to be able to think and move about is like feeling sunshine after a long period of easterly wind and overcast and gray. Arthur is very close to me. I seem to feel his warm presence around me. I guess it's because the sickness and weakness become selfish, and turn our inner eyes and our sympathy on ourselves, whilst health and strength give love rein, and in thought and feeling can wander where you want. I know where my thoughts. If you knew Arthur! My dear, your ears must tingle as you sleep, as I have ringing in my walking. Oh, the blissful rest of last night! How I slept, with that dear, good Dr. Seward watching. And tonight will not be afraid to sleep because it is very close and I can call. Thank you all for being so good to me! Thank God! Good night, Arthur.
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