The feelings of kindness and gentleness which I had entertained but a few moments before gave place to hellish rage and gnashing of teeth.

Inflamed by pain, I vowed eternal hatred and vengeance to all mankind.

But the agony of my wound overcame me; my pulses paused, and I fainted.
"For some weeks I led a miserable life in the woods, endeavouring to cure the wound which I had received.

The ball had entered my shoulder, and I knew not whether it had remained there or passed through; at any rate I had no means of extracting it.

My sufferings were augmented also by the oppressive sense of the injustice and ingratitude of their infliction.