es.
"William, do you know me?" whispered Emily, as the tears ran down her
cheeks, and her countenance betrayed the anguish of her mind.
Seymour pressed the small white hand that trembled in his own, and a
faint smile illuminated his features; but the excitement at the
appearance of Emily was too great--the blood again gushed from his
wound, his eyes closed, and his head fell on his shoulder, as he swooned
from the loss of blood.
"Oh, God, preserve him!" cried Emily clasping her hands, and raising her
eyes to Heaven, and then sinking down in mental and fervent prayer.
"My dear McElvina, I am so glad that you have come at last," said Susan,
bursting into tears. "Look at whose side Emily is kneeling--'tis
William Seymour, dying."
"Seymour!" cried McElvina, who had but that moment arrived; but aware of
the importance of prompt assistance, he called for the basket containing
the restoratives, and gently removing Emily, he took her situation by
the side of our wounded hero.
To strip off his clothes, examine the wound, bandage it, so as to
prevent a further loss of blood, and pour down his throat some diluted
wine, was the work of a few minutes. Seymour, who had only fainted,
reopened his eyes, and soon showed the good effects of McElvina's
presence of mind.
"McElvina,--is it not?--Did not I see Emily?"
"Yes, you did, my dear fellow; but keep quiet. I do not think your
wound is dangerous."
"I am better now, McElvina--much better; but I must see Emily."
McElvina thought it advisable to accede to his wish, and returned to his
wife, who was supporting the fainting girl. A glass of water, the
assurance that Seymour would do well, if not too much agitated, and a
promise exacted from her to say but little, was followed by an interview
which had a reviving effect upon both.
Medical practitioners, who dive into the inmost recesses of the human
frame in pursuit of knowledge, and who search through the mineral and
vegetable kingdom for relief, when will you produce a balm so healing, a
specific so powerful, an elixir so instantaneous or restorative, as--
joy?
McElvina was in the meantime occupied in preparations for removing the
wounded, and portioning out food and necessaries to the rest of the
party. When he beheld the sad relics in the shealing, and heard from
the boatswain the tragical events of the day, his indignation was beyond
bounds. Seven Frenchmen, fifteen Englishmen, and eight Irishmen, had
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