text:  Momentary as the period was the question passed through my mind are those paralysed limbs the same which bore me so well through the hazards of the campaign? Why am I to feel the fluttering of heart now more than when I was facing sabres and cannon-shot? Why am I thus frigid and feeble when I so lately fought and marched and defied alike fatigue and wounds? But I felt in this chamber of death an inconceivable exhaustion which had never approached me in the havoc of the field