What then must I have felt, scorched and dazzled by the sun, sustained by hard boards, and borne for miles over a rugged pavement?
"I cannot make you comprehend the anguish of my feelings.

To be disjointed and torn piecemeal by the rack was a torment inexpressibly inferior to this.

Nothing excites my wonder but that I did not expire before the cart had moved three paces.
"I knew not how, or by whom, I was moved from this vehicle.
Insensibility came at length to my relief.

After a time I opened my eyes, and slowly gained some knowledge of my situation.

I lay upon a mattress, whose condition proved that a half-decayed corpse had recently been dragged from it.