Juniata sentinel. [volume] (Mifflintown, Pa.) 1846-1873, 1873-06-25

doctor, MIR. Seward ls Killed J!
Hardly comprehending the import o
30 sudden an announcement, graspet
my surgical case, and. hatless. ran will
him to the house. There we're only two
blocks between my house and Mr.. Sew
ards. While running asked the boy
what he meant, how was Mr.. Seward
killed "Oh," be exclaimed. "a man
came to the door and asked admittance
in your name !! let him in !; he wen'
up to Mr.. Stewards room, aud killed
him."
/ was amazed "How, who. in my
name z 1t was all could utter WHO
for what, did a man go in my name p
were unanswered questions that flashed
through my mind, In this short time
SO great is the power Of imagination,
thought of a man who had begged me te
recommend him to Mr. Seward for con
sulship; that l had done go, but thai
Mr.. Seward, not having the place vacant
would not crafty the office-seeker. Now
this man. mad with disappointment, Is
surely gone to assassinate the Secretary
These thoughts had hardly crossed my
mind when 1 reached the door of Mr.
Stewards; ascended quickly. and when
| got up stairs met the blanched face
of Mrs. Seward, who. in an agonized
tone, said, "look to Mr.. Seward p
Mr.. Seward lay on his bed, with pail
id face and half closed eyes he looked
like an exsanguinated corpse. In ap.
preaching him my feet went deep in blood
Blood was streaming from an extensive
cash in his swollen cheek the cheek
was now laid upon, and the flap hung
loose on his neck. With prompt appli.
cations of iced ater checked the hem.
orrhage. and then examined the eAten.
of the wound. The eash commenced
from the high cheek bone down to the
neck, in a semi-circular form, towards
the mouth it was. probably, five inches
long and two inches deep. 1t was q
frightful wocud. 1t seemed as if the
jugular vein or the corotid artery must
be wounded, so great was the loss OF
blood. / was greatly relieved to find
that they were not.
Mrs. Seward and her daughter, almost
paralyzed, were waiting and watching
for. my first word. Relieved to see that
the Secretary had SO n.iraculously escap-
cd the severing of those two vital vessels
l said "Mr, Seward, even in your mis-
fortune, must eongr;tulate you ; the
assassin has failed, aud your life is not
in Danger"
He could not speak, but he made a
sign with the hand for his wife, and
daughter to approach, took hold of their
hands. and his eyes only spoke aud bid
them hope. ah
had hardly sponged his face from the
bloody strains and replaced the Zap,
when Mrs. Seward, with an Intense look
called me 10 her "Come and see Fred
erick,' said she.
Somewhat surprised, l aaid. "What is
the matter with Frederick :" In pain
ful whisper she muttered. He is badly
wounded, fear"
Without adding another word, l fol-
lowed her to the noxt room, where /
found Frederick bleeding profusely from
the head. lie had ghastly appearance
was unable to articulate, gave me smile
of recognition, and pointed to his head.
There l found large wound little
above the forehead and somewhat on the
left of the median line, and another fur
ther back, on the same eide. The era
uium had been crushed in in both places,
and the brain was exposed. The wounds
were bleeding profusely, but the applica-
ton of cold water pledgets soon rtopped
tie hemorrhage. l feared these wounds
would prove fatal.
Mrs, Seward again was haunting me
with that intense look of silent anxiety.
l gave her words of encouragement l
feared they were unmeaning words.
Again she drew me to her with that
look had seer in the other room. As
approached, almost bewiIdered. she
said, Come and zee Augustus. .
"For Heavens sake. Mrs. Seward,
what does all this meant
I followed her in another room on the
same floor, and there found Augustus,
with two cuts on his forehead and one
on his right hand. They were superb
cial. $500 =
As / turned TO Mrs. Seward to give
her word of comfort, she said, "Come
and see Mr.. Robinson" 1a9t
ceased wondering; my mind became
as if paralyzed mechanically l follow
ed her and examined Mr.. Robinson. He
had four or five cuts ON his shoulders.
They. too. were superficial a
Again turned to Mrs. Seward, as if
asking, ANY more ?" yet unbelieving
that any more could be wounded. She
answered my look. "Yes. one more /"
In another room / found Mr.. Hansell,