We read prayers and a portion of the New Testament in the morning and evening, as had been our practice since Dr.Richardson's arrival, and I may remark that the performance of these duties always afforded us the greatest consolation, serving to reanimate our hope in the mercy of the Omnipotent, who alone could save and deliver us.
On the 5th the breezes were light with dark cloudy weather and some snow.
The Doctor and Hepburn were getting much weaker and the limbs of the latter were now greatly swelled.

They came into the house frequently in the course of the day to rest themselves and when once seated were unable to rise without the help of one another, or of a stick.

Adam was for the most part in the same low state as yesterday, but sometimes he surprised us by getting up and walking with an appearance of increased strength.
His looks were now wild and ghastly and his conversation was often incoherent.
The next day was fine but very cold.

The swellings in Adam's limbs having subsided he was free from pain and arose this morning in much better spirits, and spoke of cleaning his gun ready for shooting partridges or any animals that might appear near the house, but his tone entirely changed before the day was half over; he became again dejected and could scarcely be prevailed upon to eat.

The Doctor and Hepburn were almost exhausted.