by Mark Twain
After this, she lay silent some time; the end was near. By-and-by she murmured, “Tired . . . sleepy . . . take Cathy, mamma.” Then, “Kiss me, Soldier.” For a little time, she lay so still that we were doubtful if she breathed. Then she put out her hand and began to feel gropingly about; then said, “I cannot find it; blow ‘taps.’” It was the end.
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