ULYSSES S. GRANT'S SUFFERINGS. STRENGTH GAINED AFTER PASSING VERY LOW. SAD SCENES AT NIGHT AND IN THE EARLY MORNING. FAMILY BY HIS SIDE

Colonel Fred Grant said Wednesday night: "I have little hope that my father will live through the night." This fear was almost realized. Soon after midnight the General became very restless. In spite of his tiredness, he constantly walked the floor. He never remained on his feet more than a few minutes at a time, but the restlessness was evidence that his condition was becoming very serious. The General made frequent attempts to snatch even a short sleep, but his powerful will was unequal to the task. Thinking that he might succeed better in bed than in his chair, he made the change. It had no effect and he returned to his chair. The condition of hi throat was a constant aggravation. He coughed frequently and combined with his restlessness, these symptoms began to tell on his system.

At 5 o'clock he suddenly became so weak that the doctors feared the worst. Each member of the family was at once informed of the General's critical condition. As they hastily but quietly made their way into Grant's bedroom, they found him sitting in his chair, but looking weak and wan. The Reverend Doctor Newman stood at the General's left hand. As the family grouped itself in a a semi-circle which faced the General, Rev. Newman held family prayers. At their conclusion, General Grant extended his hand to his wife, daughter and sons as they passed by him, and spoke softly to each of them. Then addressing them all, he said, "I bless you." He then became so weak that stimulants were at once administered. Under their influence he rallied, but so close had he had to death, apparently, that for more than an hour all the members of his family remained in his room.

The early morning, even after the sad parting scene at daybreak, was one of intense sadness in the inflicted household. The General slept from extreme lassitude. His system had become filled with drugs until a recumbent position was forced upon the sufferer. The doctors saw, and it was also apparent to the family, that his excessive restlessness was wearing him out faster than the disease and that the end would come from exhaustion if not checked by radical means. The truth is that at the critical moment, life was kept in the General by morphine and brandy. The hope in this treatment was that his little remaining strength might be husbanded by sleep, however induced. The members of the family's nerves have been worked to high tension by the almost unremitting strain of the past week, and they get no rest even when the General seems to be quietly sleeping.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the General started up from his sleep coughing, but seemingly in not great pain. But his appearance was such that the family was again summoned. His mind went back to his youth and his young life as a soldier. He talked little, but the sentences that could be distinguished were of days long past. Presently rousing and seeing his family about him, he held out his open palm, and over the hands that were pit in it closed his fingers in feeble but loving grasp. These partings were associated in the General's mind with its wanderings among youthful scene, for when the family had passed in front of him, he straightened up and said in a low voice, but clearly audible, "I am detailed from 4 to 6."

He fancied himself again at West Point. After this he fell asleep again and was quiet until 9:30 and then, without an instant's warning, he rolled from his couch and, not stopping for his gown or cane, tottered blindly across the room and out into the hall by the staircase. Dr. Douglas followed closely and, at the head of the stairs, as the General was about to descend, caught his arm. Colonel Fred took the other arm. The General paused and looked at his interceptors wonderingly. His brain was dazed from the combination of the drug and the stimulant. He did not realize for a moment where he was or what he had done. With persuasion, he was induced to retrace his steps, and was led to his armchair, into which he sank. In an instant his eyes were closed in sleep. General Badeau, who had been away from the house al night, but had returned in the early morning, emerged at 11:45, as cheerless as on Wednesday. "The General is plainly sinking," he said. "He is so low I cannot believe he can last another day."

The morning sleep lasted until noon and the family took fresh courage. They visited the sick room singly and quietly. The General had quite recovered his mind and spoke to each of them with his habitual composure. Then after lunch, the family sought needed rest, feeling safe until nightfall. At 1 o'clock, U.S. Grant, Jr., unable to stand the indoor strain, sought the fresh air. He said in a broken voice that all hope was utterly gone. The morning nervousness was then at its height, though the General still slept. At 2 o'clock the General received his three physicians. He greeted Dr. Barker by reminding him that they might not meet again. When Dr. Barker left him he was breathing easily through the nose, and was quite comfortable. General Grant did not seem alarmingly feeble.

General Grant kept awake most of the afternoon. his family joined him and he talked with them without apparent effort. General Sickles found him so engaged and was much encouraged. "He will make a gallant effort, upon that you may depend," he said upon leaving the house. With the waning afternoon, the General's improvement became marked. The family were about him and his spirits grew buoyant. Senator Chafe told reporters: "A few hours ago he was dying. Now he is walking about the room with his cane, talking cheerfully with his family. They are chatting as pleasantly as though nothing unusual had happened. At one time he told us, 'I am not suffering now.'"

It was feared by all in the house and the General's show of strength was not a real one, but only roused by the drugs and stimulants with which he had been doused. At the examination of the throat, it was found that the cancer has made dangerous progress since the last examination, advancing backwards and inward, beyond the nares. The doctors could not see how far it had gone, but one of them said it was in its final stages, and was of itself sufficiently along to cause death at any time. The family understands this and have not escaped the strain of the past two days. Mrs. Sartoris bears up the bravest of all, but Mrs. Grant has been sustained for two days only by nervous excitement.