I requested to see Edom, and he was conducted towards me. When the poor fellow understood I was to be shot, he could scarce keep within the bounds of reason; he tore his hair, threw himself upon the ground, and it was some time before I could induce him to hearken to me; at last he became more calm. I told him he must endeavour to get back to New Orleans, on my account, as i wanted him to carry information to my friends; I told him that after my death he must collect such articles as were allowed him of mine, particularly my papers and deliver them to Dr. Fludcar; he promised me he would. I then requested him to leave me as my time was short, and I had some preparation to make before I went hence to "that bourne from whence no traveller returns."