So I went to sleep; but my sleep was heavy and scarcely
refreshing. I woke up, startled with the thought that I was in
Washington and might see Christian to-day. And I found the
desire quite outran the possibility.
I was therefore ready to agree to all the plans of my
companions; which included for that day a ride to the camps
and the President's reception. Abroad, amidst the stir of men,
especially where soldiers were or soldiers' work was done, I
might hope to see Christian. What then, if I saw him? I left
that point. One thing at a time.