My father has passed
the last twenty-four hours much more comfortably than he had been for a week
before. He has slept well and should he acquire strength with it, in spite of
the predictions of the medical men, I shall begin to hope. It is the cough and
that alone that has prostrated him; once relieved from that, I know not what we
may not hope for. There is yet more vitality in him, than the reports in the
newspapers would lead one to infer. I will keep you all correctly informed.
Believe nothing that you see or hear, except it comes from me.
SOURCE: Calvin Colton,
Editor, The Private Correspondence of Henry Clay, p. 633
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