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On the morning of the day following this memorable spectacle, I woke late, after a feverish night during which I twice seemed to hear the sound of a shot.
"Nightmare! " I thought, when I got up. "I was haunted by the pictures of the bombardment; and what I heard was the bursting of the shells."