...Preserve my journal ; and with care put it into the hands of the first European, or white man, who shall arrive on this coast. Pay him handsomely, and...safe to some of my countrymen. Tell my good Indian hands that, in my last moments, I spoke of them with gratitude and tenderness. My sight begins to grow...

...Preserve my journal ; and with care put it into the hands of the first European, or white man, who shall arrive on this coast. Pay him handsomely, and...friends that, in my last moments, I spoke of them with gratitude and tenderness. My sight begins to grow dim, &c." After burying the body they send intelligence...

...to leave you, my children ; I shall never see another sun rise upon this world. Respect my memory. Lay me in the grave by your mother Luta. Preserve...friends, that in my last moments I spoke of them with gratitude and tenderness. I trust they will continue their benevolent intentions towards you after...