F. A. Robinson, Trail-Tales of Western Canada
“ Once he managed to look up, and for a moment gazed in a dazed way at the missioner: "By God! I wish I was dead:" then there was a prolonged cry on the word "Oh," as of a man in great agony. A few of the stupefied men roused themselves enough to utter a curse in Bill's direction. Gazing once more at the missioner, Bill cried out: "Oh! oh! the devil's got me for sure." Sam laid his hand on the missioner's arm; "We'd better slip out now, sir, or there might be trouble." ”
