he delicate
cover which you had ornamented with such exquisite needlework,
then it seemed to me as if your spirit whispered to me out of it;
a repose came over me; all that was bad vanished so quickly, so
wonderfully; I slept calmly; I was quite astonished when they woke
me in the morning to feel that, bodily, I was quite well, and
mentally like one cured. This has been done by your pillow,
Leonore. I kissed it and thanked you.

"It is related in the Acts of the Apostles that they brought the
sick and laid them in the way on which the holy men went, that at
least their shadows might fall upon them, and make them sound. I
have faith in the power of such a remedy; yes, the good, the holy,
impart somewhat of their life, of their strength, to all that
belong to them: I have found that to-night.

"We went on board. The 'Sea-Witch' thundered and flew over the
sea. I know that she conveyed me away from you all, and leaning
over the bulwarks I wept. I felt then a pair of arms tenderly and
gently surrounding me; they were my father's! He wrapped a warm
cloak around me, and leaning on his breast, I raised my head. The
morning was clear; white flame-like clouds chased by the morning
wind flew across the deep blue; the waves beat foaming against the
vessel; green meadows, autumnally beautiful parks, extended
themselves on either side of us; space opened itself. I stood with
my face turned towards the wind and space, let the sea-spray wet
my lips and my eyelids, a soft shudder passed through me, and I
felt that life was beautiful. Yes, in the morning hour, filled
with its beaming-light, in this pure fresh wind, I felt the evil
demons of my soul retreat, and disperse themselves like mist and
vapour. I drank in the morning winds; I opened my heart to life; I
might also have opened my arms to them, and at the same time to
all my beloved ones, that thus I might have expressed to them the
quiet prediction of my heart, that love to them will heal me, will
afford me strength some time or other to give them joy.

The second day on board.

"I should like to know whether a deep heart-grief would resist the
influence of a long voyage. There is something wonderfully
strengthening, something