n to his poor nephew, and
requesting that no expense might be spared. When my uncle arrived,
which he did in his own chariot, the crisis of the fever was over; but I
was still in a state of stupor arising from extreme debility. He
thanked Mr Selwin for his attention, which he said he was afraid was of
little avail, as I was every year becoming more deranged; and he
expressed his fears that it would terminate in chronic lunacy--"His poor
father died in the same state," continued my uncle, passing his hand
across his eyes, as if much affected. "I have brought my physician with
me, to see if he can be moved. I shall not be satisfied unless I am
with him night and day."
The physician (who was my uncle's valet) took me by the hand, felt my
pulse, examined my eyes, and pronounced that it would be very easy to
move me, and that I should recover sooner in a more airy room. Of
course, Mr Selwin raised no objections, putting down all to my uncle's
regard for me; and my clothes were put on me, as I lay in a state of
insensibility, and I was lifted into the chariot. It is most wonderful
that I did not die from being thus taken out of my bed in such a state,
but it pleased Heaven that it should be otherwise. Had such an event
taken place, it would probably have pleased my uncle much better than my
surviving. When I was in the carriage, supported by the
pseudo-physician, my uncle again thanked Mr Selwin, begged that he
would command his interest, wrote a handsome check for the surgeon who
had attended me, and getting into the carriage, drove off with me still
in a state of insensibility--that is, I was not so insensible, but I
think I felt I had been removed, and I heard the rattling of the wheels;
but my mind was so uncollected, and I was in a state of such weakness,
that I could not feel assured of it for a minute.
For some days afterwards, for I recollect nothing about the journey, I
found myself in bed in a dark room, and my arms confined. I recalled my
senses, and by degrees was able to recollect all that had occurred,
until I laid down by the roadside. Where was I? The room was dark, I
could distinguish nothing; that I had attempted to do myself some
injury, I took for granted, or my arms would not have been secured. I
had been in a fever and delirious, I supposed, and had now recovered.
I had been in a reverie for more than an hour, wondering why I was left
alone, when the door of the apartment opened. "Who i
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