g, overtook us and said that the baby (Grace) was sick, very sick.
We were near the cadets' garden.
Mrs. Howard and I ran as fast as possible; I reached the house first, and found Mrs. Robert Weir holding the child; she stretched her hands toward me, holding the baby, and said, Your dear little lamb!
Grace was as white as a sheet, with a little blood around her mouth.
I instantly caught the child and turned her head downward, put my finger into her mouth and removed from her throat one of Guy's marbles that had remained there choking her for more than half an hour.
The nurse had first run in the other direction to the cadets' hospital for the doctor, whom she did not find, before going for us.
On December 20th a court of inquiry brought together Colonel Robert E. Lee, Major Robert Anderson, Captain R. B. Marcy (McClellan's father-in-law), and Captain Samuel Jones. Colonel Lee had been very kind to me when a cadet.
I had known Major Anderson before — noticing then how tender