I was interested to know the outcome of that doomed drifting of our forty great wagons across a desolate and hostile land, and I was not at all interested in what came of the mangy hermit with his rock-roweled ribs and stinking water-skin.

And I gained back, neither to Nephi nor the Nile, but to-- But here I must pause in the narrative, my reader, in order to explain a few things and make the whole matter easier to your comprehension.

This is necessary, because my time is short in which to complete my jacket- memoirs.

In a little while, in a very little while, they are going to take me out and hang me.

Did I have the full time of a thousand lifetimes, I could not complete the last details of my jacket experiences.