It was the last, for one thing, and he was worn down with the long suspense, and terror, and deception.

He could not bear the brackish water; and though "the Germans were still good to him, and gave him beef and biscuit and tea," he suffered from the lack of vegetable food.
Such is the narrative of this simple exile.

I have not sought to correct it by extraneous testimony.

It is not so much the facts that are historical, as the man's attitude.

No one could hear this tale as he originally told it in my hearing--I think none can read it as here condensed and unadorned--without admiring the fairness and simplicity of the Samoan; and wondering at the want of heart--or want of humour--in so many successive civilised Germans, that they should have continued to surround this infant with the secrecy of state..