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[69] of our good and beloved Bishop Meade. Of all the men I have ever known, I consider him the purest; and a history of his character and life will prove a benefit to mankind. No one can portray that character, or illustrate that life better than yourself; and I rejoice that the sacred duty has devolved upon you.

In compliance with your request, I will state as far as my recollection enables me, the substance of what occurred in the short interview I had with him the evening before his death; and I do so the more readily, as you were present and can correct the inaccuracies of my memory. I received a message about dark that the bishop was very ill, and desired to see me. On entering his room he recognized me at once, and extending his hand said, that his earthly pilgrimage was nearly finished, and that before the light of another day he should have passed from this world. That he had known me in childhood, when I recited to him the church catechism taught me by my mother before I could read; that his affection and interest began at that time and strengthened by my marriage with his godchild, and continued to the present. Invoking upon me the guidance and protection of Almighty God, he bade me a last farewell.

With kindest regards to Mrs. Johns and your daughters, I am most truly yours,

(Signed) R. E. Lee.

A clergyman present, in describing the last interview, states that the bishop said to the great soldier: ‘God bless you! God bless you, Robert, and fit you for your high and responsible duties. I can't call you “General,” I must call you “Robert;” I have heard you your catechism too often.’

General Lee was deeply affected by the interview, and when he turned to leave the room, the bishop, much exhausted and with great emotion, took him by the hand and said: ‘Heaven bless you! Heaven bless you! and give you wisdom for your important and arduous duties.’

On the death of Randolph Fairfax, who fell at Fredericksburg, General Lee, who highly appreciated the manly virtues of this young soldier of the cross, wrote the following letter to his bereaved father:

camp Fredericksburg, December 28, 1862.
My Dear Doctor: I have grieved most deeply at the death of your noble son. I have watched his conduct from the commencement

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