5th
Not dead! not dead! O my God! Gibbes is not dead! Where – O dear God! Another?
Only a few days ago came a letter so cheerful and hopeful –we have waited and prayed so patiently – at my feet lies one from Colonel Steadman saying he is dead. Dead! Suddenly and without a moment’s warning summoned to God! No! it cannot be! I am mad! O God, have mercy on us! My poor mother! And Lydia! Lydia! God comfort you! My brain seems afire. Am I mad? Not yet! God would not take him yet! He will come again! Hush, God is good! Not dead! not dead!
O Gibbes, come back to us!