“And, father cardinal, I have heard you say
That we shall see and know our friends in heaven:
If that be true, I shall see my boy again,”--
Mr. Lincoln said: “Colonel, did you ever dream of a lost friend, and
feel that you were holding sweet communion with that friend, and yet
have a sad consciousness that it was not a reality?--just so I dream
of my boy Willie.” Overcome with emotion, he dropped his head on the
table, and sobbed aloud.