About midnight the wind ceased, and the weather became bitterly cold and frosty.

I had nothing on but a shirt and a pair of trowsers, and suffered most acutely from the cold; to mental anguish was now added intense bodily pain.

Suffering and distress had well nigh overwhelmed me, and life seemed hardly worth the effort necessary to prolong it.

Ages can never efface the horrors of this single night, nor would the wealth of the world ever tempt me to go through similar ones again.
April 30 .-- At last, by God's blessing, daylight dawned once more, but sad and heart-rending was the scene it presented to my view, upon driving the horses to what had been our last night's camp.

The corpse of my poor companion lay extended on the ground, with the eyes open, but cold and glazed in death.