At the same time God has shown his everlasting mercy by sending you to me in the time of my sore need.

And you have promised to stay with me until the end, which I feel assured is not far off." "I trust it may be," said Cabot, "for the world can ill afford to spare a man of your attainments." "The world has forgotten me ere this," replied Mr.Balfour, with a faint smile, "and has also managed to get along very well without me.
Whether it has or has not I feel that I am shortly to rejoin my dear one." "How did it happen?
I mean your wound," asked Cabot, abruptly changing the subject.

"Was it an accident ?" "It may have been, but I believe not.

Dressed in wolf skins, I was creeping up on a small herd of caribou two days ago, when I was shot by some unknown person, probably an Indian hunting the same game, though I never saw him.

I managed to crawl home, and as I lay here, filled with the horror of dying alone, the ringing of my alarm bell announced a coming of either man or beast.