... could not sleep at all for pain. Poor John Attaway died of his wound at the residence of Mrs. Hist. He spoke often, while in his right mind, and in his delirium, affectionately of his mother, of Sergeant Stafford and myself. May his brave spirit rest in peace. Suffered much all day. The doctors were very atentive, visiting me often. The ladies redoubled their kindness, sending delicacies, calling...