This was my only care, as I feared that all my labor might be lost should I die.

I had no fear for my wife, as she was quite as bad as I, and if one should die the other would certainly follow; in fact, this had been agreed upon, lest she should fall into the hands of Kamrasi at my death.

We had struggled to win, and I thanked God that we had won.

If death were to be the price, at all events we were at the goal, and we both looked upon death rather as a pleasure, as affording REST.

There would be no more suffering, no fever, no long journey before us, that in our weak state was an infliction.