burst into tears, and replied, “You have always been mighty good to me, sir.” Thomas then said: “I believe there are no little things I have left unarranged. I should like to have Isaiah ride in the car beside the coffin, so that it shall not be roughly handled. I have tried to do my duty. I hope my example of devotion to my country may not be lost.” After a slight pause he said: “It may be well for you as surgeons to make a certificate of my death, and send it to Colonel Kimball. His address is, ‘Lieutenant-Colonel Kimball, Fifteenth Regiment Massachusetts Volunteers, Sedgwick's Division, Washington, District of Columbia.’” He then crossed his hands over his breast, and said, “Now the sooner it is over, the better.” He then lay for a few hours quietly, giving occasional slight directions for arranging his position, &c., till about nine o'clock, A. M., when he asked for water, which he could not swallow. He then seemed sinking fast. He opened his eyes once more, and said, “Don't feel badly; be of good cheer, mother” ; and in a few minutes quietly breathed his last.end of Vol. I.
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