Three days more passed, and I was alone with my father! The brother and his sister died, and with my own hands I had to consign them to their grave in the sea.

I need not attempt to give any true idea of my feelings when I found myself thus alone, with my father just on the brink of death, afar in the midst of the ocean.

He was unconscious; and I felt that I was on the verge of delirium.

A strong fever made the blood rush wildly through my veins, causing my temples to throb as if they would burst.

From about this time consciousness forsook me.