[extract from the diary of Octavius Hadfield]
Dec. 8th . . . Lord's Day. Felt somewhat better all day, but unable to move from my bed, somewhat annoyed by the rude noisy behaviour of the natives. Received a letter from my dear brother Charles, of May 6th. Thereby I learnt that all were well at home up to that time. Felt thankful. . . . Felt desirous to pray for the poor people among whom I live, and among whom I hope to spend my few remaining days. . . .