Ann S. Stephens,
Frank Leslie's Illustrated Newspaper
(1864)
“ The fever and the insanity passed at length; he lay upon the ground, staring up at the cold sky, the letter still clutched in one hand, the other dug deeply into the earth, in a wild conflict of passion that shook him to the soul. He raised himself and looked about; it seemed as if he had been suffering in a mad dream—he glanced down at the letter—that brought conviction back. He sat there for a long time revolving vague plans in his mind, and deciding upon the course he would pursue. "Meet craft with craft," he muttered; "so I will." ”
