When Savage [he] had been in Prison six months [six moths in prison], he received from one of his friends* in whose kindness he had the greatest confidence, and on whose assistance he chiefly depended, a letter, than contained a share of very atrocious ingratitude, drawn up in such terms as sudden resentment dictated. [Text omitted] Mr. Savage returned a very protestation of his innocence; but, however, appeared and much disturbed at the accusation. Some days afterwards he was seized with a pain in his back and side, which, as it was not violent, was not suspected to be dangerous; but growing daily more languid and dejected, on the 25 of July he was confined [confined himself] to his room, and a fever seized his spirits.
The simtoms [symptoms] grew every day more formidable, but his condition did not enable him to procure any assistance, the last time that the keeper saw him [omitted text], he was in his bed, with uncommon earnestness, he said ‘I have something to communicate but after a pause moved his hand in a solemn [melancholy] manner, and finding him self unable to recollect what he was going to communicate said,