Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1873-07-11

! The Uranium had been crushed in both
places, and the brain was exposed. The
wounds were bleeding profusely, but the
application of cold water pledgets soon
stopped the hemorrage. | feared these
wounds would prove fatal.
Mrs. Seward again was haunting me
with that intense look of silent anxiety
| gave her words of encouragement |
feared they were unmeaEing words
Again she drew me to her with that
look had seen in the other room. As
approached, almost bewildered, she
said, Come and see Augustus
For Heavens sake, Mrs. Seward,
what does all this mean?"
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 we're superb.
cial.
As i turned to Mrs. Seward to give
her word of comfort, she said, "Come
and see Mr.. Robinson"
ceased wondering; my mind became
as if paralyzed: mechanically followed
her and examined Mr.. Robinson. He
1 hou ioof VI hNc cuts Uu MS sDOulucf.
They, too, were superficial.
Again | turned to Mrs. Seward, as, if
asking. Any more?" yet unbelieving
that any could be wounded. She ans
wered my look Yes, one more"
In another room | found Mr.. Hansell.
piteously groaning on the bed. He said
he was wounded in the back. / stripped
him. and found deep cash just above
the small of the back, near the SPINE. /
thrust my finger in the wound, evidently
made by a large-bladed knife, and found
that it followed rib, but had not
penetrated the viscera. Here was an.
other miraculous escape. Even here |
was glad to be able to give a word OF
comfort.
All this was the work of one man
yes, of one man
No one in that house knew then that
at that very moment, more fatal il
not so extensive tragedy, was being
perpetrated in that theater where we
thought people were rejoicing.
We were so engaged with the perilous
condition of the victims of this terrible
slaughter, that we had no time even to
ask for an explanation.
Not comprehending either object,
cause, or extent, we had the doors of the
house locked.
In few minutes the city was full of
the widest rumors Mortified and ex-
cited, the people ran through the streets.
giving utterance to expressions of griei
and alarm, that grew deeper and deeper,
and rose higher and higher, until the
unusual sounds surged into an uninter-
rupted roar. Attracted by this unusual
commotion, we lent our ear to compre.
hend the meaning of the mysterious and
frantic echoes of the peoples lament. II
was then we learned that Mr.. Lincoln
had been shot and killed in the midst of
his friends, by the side of his wife, at
the acme of the peoples joy.
The mystery was solved 1t was
hellish machination of political madness.
The discovery, although overpowering,
was relief. The victims of the tragic
act were innocent; the causes were not
personal. The odious act sanctified the
victims.
In the face of so great national ca
lamity of Mr.. Seward paled in compar.
ison.
What night for these two families
The deed was as dark as the night; the
people were convulsed with rage, with
sorrow, with fear.
Tread, tread, tread The people ex-
cltedly passed to and fro, as if in search
of an unknown something, stopping
each other to ask unanswerabie cues
tions, and to relieve, with sorrow-stricken
hearts. Shutters were inquiringly thrown
open by the fearless, doors were locked
by the timid, anxiety was on every face.
Were we walking on volcano2 House
holds rose from their beds, mothers fold
ed their children within their arms, as if
they feared danger in the very air. Men
returned to their homes to shed tears
with griefstricken families.
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