He has been in bed, strictly confined to bed, since last Sunday-week night--strictly confined, except for one four hours, after which exertion he had a relapse.

It is the same fever as Mr.
Lytton's, only not as severe, I thank God; the attacks coming on at nights chiefly, and terrifying us, as you may suppose.

The child's sweetness and goodness, too, his patience and gentleness, have been very trying.

He said to me, 'You pet! don't be unhappy for _me_.

Think it's a poor little boy in the street, and be just only a little sorry, and not unhappy at all.' Well, we may thank God that the bad time seems passed.
He is still in bed, but it is a matter of precaution chiefly.