As a patient Dr. Levi says I am almost as great a credit to the
institution as Mrs. Chittenden-Ffollette herself.
Monday.--I slept all day, waking only for meals.
Tuesday.--The handcuffs slipped off my wrists and the balls and chains
off my ankles.
Wednesday.--My headache, sideache, backache, and shoulderache
disappeared. Breakfasted with the doctor on coffee, hot biscuits,
beefsteak, and griddle cakes with sausage.
Thursday.--Richard Morton came.
Friday.--Dismissed as completely cured.
"The dimensions of this mercy are above my thoughts," as Cromwell
wrote after the Worcester fight.