The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1872-01-18
Immediately followed it striking him in the
abdomen and Fisk cried out,
For Gods sake will any body save

! For G0Q 8 sake VIII any po"J aN'
me. ..
The impassioned Stokes glared at hin
fercely. fired two more shots and then turn
ed and ran up stairs.
At the top of the stair case he was me
by gentleman who had heard the reports
and was fastening to see what the matter
was. He passed Stokes and saw nothing
singular in his appearance. Fisk was still
crying.
"For Gods sake, willnobody save me"
The gentleman who is resident of Bos-
ton and surgeon, lost no time in putting
his arm under the head of the PROSTATE man
who was gasping. The people in the hotel
and those on the street at the time crowded
around in intense excitement, and gazed and
listened breathlessly and with some horror
at the sight of blood that was running out
of Mr.. Fisk's sleeve on the floor. The ques-
ton was asked him,
"What is the mattert"
He laid with an effort,
'I am shot"
He was then lifted and carried up the
stairs into the ladies parlor. There he was
put on the sofa "a 5@t it was thought better to
take him to another room across the corrid-
or. Here he was laid upon bed, messetl-
ger was hurriedly dispatched for surgeon.
Some one asked him,
"Where are you hurt? How many wounds
are there?"
1.-TWO or three of them"
His coat was quickly removed but it was
found more difficult to get his shirt of; so it
was cut into pieces, and in this way the
wound in his arm was disclosed, the blood
from which was running in great stream.
The Colonel looked at it bravcly, and
without any apparent shrinking. The shot
had passed completely through the flesh
leaving large, ugly looking hole, like one
made by bullet used in a navy revolver
would appear.
Fisk was asked if that was the only wound
and said no, he said he had another one and
pointed to his stomach. The physician who
had arrived uncovered it and found ita large
one like the other, with very little blood Wis
ible. After the doctor had finished his ex-
animation, for the time, Mr.. Fisk asked for
some brandy and water. After he had drank
it the doctor probed the wound, but found
that he had no instrument long enough to
reach the ball, ifindeod, it could be reached
at all. While the operation was proceeding,
and large number of persons were around
him, Fisk maintained his composure, the
muscles Of his face never quivering, and
watching the movements OF the surgeon
with the greatest coolness.
After it was through he said to DR.. Trip
let who was the first to attend him:
CDR, if I am going to die I want to know
it. I am not afraid to die, but then, if am
going to die wunt 70 know II pererenauds.t -
The Doctor replied:
"Colonel, you are not going to die tonight,
and not tomorrow either, hope"
The gentleman who had first found Mr..
Fisk after he was shot, asked him who it
was that attacked him.
, He answered,
"Stokes"
Captain Burns after short time entered
the room, and after saying few words to the
doctor went out again. Then he returned
with Edward Stokes, well guarded between
two policemen. He was made to approach
the bed, he wore rigidly dignifed air, with
a face perfectly immo7able, expressive only
ofintense passion strongly suppressed. There
was singular light in his eyes, which he
fixed upon the man whom he had assassina-
ted.
He was asked by tho captain,
"Is that the man who shot you?"
"Yes, that's the man who shot me. That's
Stokes"
Souse one asked him if Stokes wanted to
kill him.
eyes, he wanted my life.