Read this excerpt from The American Plague: The True and Terrifying Story of the Yellow Fever Epidemic of 1793.

No one would ever know precisely how many Philadelphians died of yellow fever in 1793. Many of those who traditionally kept such count—ministers, sextons, and city officials—had either fled the city or been ill themselves. The best estimates put the number of victims at between four and five thousand men, women, and children. What was clear to all was that life would never be the same. The fear had gone too deep, the losses were all too real and personal.

Which excerpt from Fever 1793 connects to the historical account detailed in the excerpt?

"Andrew Brown's print shop smelled of ink and grease and the sweat of muscular apprentices carrying trays of lead type from the composing table to the printing press."
"The almshouse is closed. They want to protect their residents from the disease. So the fever victims lie on the floor of Rickett’s with little water and no care."
"Some doctors warn we may see a thousand dead before it’s over. There are forty-thousand people living in Philadelphia, William. Can you imagine if one in forty were to die?"
"His wife is ill, and he has closed his shop. My business dwindles daily. I have already lost one of my lads, gone with his family to Wilmington."