Even at this late day I would be fearful of having any one see or know the things I am writing, and the records and maps I have in my keeping.

When my days on earth are finished, I shall leave maps and records that will enlighten and, I hope, benefit mankind.
The memory of my long confinement with maniacs, and all the horrible anguish and sufferings are too vivid to warrant my taking further chances.
In 1889 I sold out my fishing boats, and found I had accumulated a fortune quite sufficient to keep me the remainder of my life.

I then came to America.
For a dozen years my home was in Illinois, near Batavia, where I gathered most of the books in my present library, though I brought many choice volumes from Stockholm.

Later, I came to Los Angeles, arriving here March 4, 1901.

The date I well remember, as it was President McKinley's second inauguration day.