Sunday, February 18, 2024

Thomas H. Clay, June 4, 1852—1 a.m.

ONE O'CLOCK AT NIGHT, June 4, 1852.

I wrote you this morning that my father had a bad night, and that he was then trying to get some rest; since I have been here, when he has passed a bad night, he was usually able to make up for the want of rest, during the following day. But such has not been the case to-day. He has coughed a great deal, and has had but little intermission from it. He took his opiate about two hours ago, and I hope that he will be enabled to get some sleep and rest in the next twenty-four hours. I shall keep my letter open to let you know how he is until tomorrow evening. He has suffered a good deal since this time last night.

SOURCE: Calvin Colton, Editor, The Private Correspondence of Henry Clay, p. 634

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