A Memoir of a Day

"i slept like a child, and awoke in the morning of may sixth with a feeling of well being and happiness such as one rarely experiences after youth is passed," he writes. "A great elation seized me, joy that i had flown, that i had crossed the sea with none of the usual weariness and distress." 'I ate breakfast, joked with the young men my messmates who were always comparing my appetite with theirs'