LONGING FOR REAL REST. GENERAL GRANT LIES DOWN AND HAS TO SUFFER FOR IT.

No braver instance of General Grant's fortitude in sickness has appeared than what was furnished today. The family found him awake when they arose this morning. There had been no remains upon his attendants during the night. He kept to his chair until when he was fully able to rouse himself at 9:00. This is the hour which he has risen during the last several mornings. All supposed that he had passed a fine night. Everyone was quite cheerful about his improvement and a cheerful air pervaded the cottage. Bright and cheery faces gathered at the breakfast table. The Colonel spoke, with smiling reservations, on a new lease on life. He had not seen the General appear so well since he had arrived at Mr. McGregor.

After breakfast, the ladies clustered about the General as he went from the sick room to the office, and then to the parlor, and they were merry in their congratulations and offers to help. The General seemed to share their pleasure. This went on until the afternoon, and all was going happily, then he went into his room. As he remained there longer than usual, curiosity was excited. A tired nature could keep up appearances no longer, and the few sentences that he wrote clouded the household, showing that in his anxiety to buoy up the spirits of his family, he had forced himself to seem what he was not. He wrote that he was exceedingly weary and that the night had not refreshed him. If he could lay down instead of having to sit up constantly he thought he might be able to get the rest he craved. He asked to be left to himself so he could try to sleep. After his, he laid on his cot and was soon sleeping.

The family returned from lunch to find him violently coughing. A reclining position had not been safe for him for months, and it was a long time before he had tried it. But he felt that he could no longer sit up and tried laying down, to bad results. The coughing spells was probably due to his lying down. It lasted quite a long time and it distressed the family, who was much concerned over the noon attack. When it was over, the General tried to allay their anxiety and grabbed his hat and cane. He marched out onto the porch, trudged down the steps and sat in his bath chair. The chair was drawn to the hilltop and over to the hotel. It was a quick trip and not altogether comfortable, but it was a means of relieving anxiety at the cottage. When he returned, he was too restless to stay in one place. But he was plainly anxious to turn all appearances towards encouragement. Evening still found him restless.

Tomorrow will be the anniversary of his daughter's birth and the surrender of Vicksburg, also the birth of the Colonel's little boy.