General Young, C. S. A., called to see me this A. M., offered
to take letter to Ould; wrote and sent down to him this P. M. Hope he will
succeed. I get no better, same pain. Weaker every day. I cannot last long at
this rate. If I could only live to get in our lines or to Baltimore, I
would die contented. Mother would be there.
This Dr. Hunter doesn't take the slightest interest in my
getting well, or else his indifference is put on to conceal his ignorance.
SOURCE: Francis Winthrop Palfrey, Memoir of William
Francis Bartlett, p. 124
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