When they got within a mile of the water he insisted that he was strong enough to take care of himself and not be watched every minute, and they relaxed their vigilance.

He soon fell off, and when they went to him he refused to be put back on the animal again or to walk any farther.

"Just spread my blankets down," said he, "and I will lie down and rest a little and after a while I will come along into camp." So they left him and pushed on to water, and when they were a little refreshed went back to him with water, and to help him to come in, but when they came to him they found him dead.

He did not seem to have moved after he had lain down.

He did not seem so bad off as Shannon was when he lay down, and probably a few swallows of water at that time would have saved his life.