ath of Manna's and
Roland's father.

If I could only go to sleep, if I could only rest!

[Postscript in Manna's hand-writing.]

This letter, written thus far, was found in my Eric's pocket when he
was drawn from under his horse's hoofs. In his excited, and, in fact,
delirious state, he had mounted his horse, thinking he was going into
battle. He was thrown. I send the letter. He does not yet recognize any
one, and is still delirious, but the physician gives me some hope.

I shall keep the letter until I can give some more favorable tidings.

Three days later.

My husband says that he finds invigoration in thinking of you. I have
also to-day written to the Mother.

[Manna to the Professorin.]

Mother, he is saved! All anxiety has fled. He is saved! He was down
with a fever days and nights, and did not recognize me; he knew my
dogs, Rose and Thistle, but not me. But once he exclaimed:--

"Oh, the harp-tones!"

I telegraphed at once to New York for my harp to be sent to me; the
telegraphist told me of a woman in the place who had a harp; she lived
alone, and her lot had been a hard one, as she had learned after her
marriage that her husband had another wife living. I went to see the
woman, and this woman is the mother of my Heimchen. The Superior had
written to her of the love of her child for me, and I had to relate
many things to the mother. And now--yes, we are always living in the
midst of wonders! Heimchen gave to me the harp from which the tones are
to come that will give my husband rest.

I stationed myself in the next room, and with the physician's consent,
I played upon the harp. Eric went to sleep, and when he waked, said:--

"Why does not Manna come?"

The physician forbade my entering the room, as it was important he
should receive no violent shock. And so I could see him only when his
eyes were closed, until at last the surgeon gave his permission.

In the wanderings of fever he always saw me as I was in the convent
when I had on the wings, and he spoke French and laughed at sister
Seraphine. The shock of my father's death had affected Eric so deeply,
that, as the physician told me, he had been for a long time without an
hour's sleep.

Sedatives were given to Eric, but they seemed to be attended with some
risk, and had to be discontinued. Then there was another battle. All
besought him to keep quiet, as he