But I soon experienced a fresh evil.
The canvas strip was very narrow, and as my shoulders were _not_, they abutted on each side, courting the cold.

Even this difficulty I finally conquered by gymnastic subtleties.

Warmth and comfort produced their natural effect.

My brain was busy for a few minutes.

Thoughts of my wife and the few I loved best made me womanish, but a recollection of the malignant judge hardened me and I clenched my teeth.