Mr. Walters lost no time in sending messengers to the various parties threatened by the mob, warning them either to leave their houses or to make every exertion1 for a vigorous defence. Few, however, adopted the latter extremity2; the majority fled from their homes, leaving what effects they could not carry away at the mercy of the mob, and sought an asylum3 in the houses of such kindly4-disposed whites as would give them shelter.
Although the authorities of the district had received the most positive information of the nefarious5 schemes of the rioters, they had not made the slightest efforts to protect the poor creatures threatened in their persons and property, but let the tide of lawlessness flow on unchecked.
Throughout the day parties of coloured people might have been seen hurrying to the upper part of the city: women with terror written on their faces, some with babes in their arms and children at their side, hastening to some temporary place of refuge, in company with men who were bending beneath the weight of household goods.
Mr. Walters had converted his house into a temporary fortress6: the shutters7 of the upper windows had been loop-holed, double bars had been placed across the doors and windows on the ground floor, carpets had been taken up, superfluous9 furniture removed, and an air of thorough preparation imparted. A few of Mr. Walters's male friends had volunteered their aid in defence of his house, and their services had been accepted.
Mr. Ellis, whose house was quite indefensible (it being situated10 in a neighbourhood swarming11 with the class of which the mob was composed), had decided12 on bringing his family to the house of Mr. Walters, and sharing with him the fortunes of the night, his wife and daughters having declared they would feel as safe there as elsewhere; and, accordingly, about five in the afternoon, Mrs. Ellis came up, accompanied by Kinch and the girls.
Caddy and Kinch, who brought up the rear, seemed very solicitous13 respecting the safety of a package that the latter bore in his arms.
"What have you there?" asked Mr. Walters, with a smile; "it must be powder, or some other explosive matter, you take such wonderful pains for its preservation14. Come, Caddy, tell us what it is; is it powder?"
"No, Mr. Walters, it isn't powder," she replied; "it's nothing that will blow the house up or burn it down."
"What is it, then? You tell us, Kinch."
"Just do, if you think best," said Caddy, giving him a threatening glance; whereupon, Master Kinch looked as much as to say, "If you were to put me on the rack you couldn't get a word out of me."
"I suppose I shall have to give you up," said Mr. Walters at last; "but don't stand here in the entry; come up into the drawing-room."
Mrs. Ellis and Esther followed him upstairs, and stood at the door of the drawing-room surveying the preparations for defence that the appearance of the room so abundantly indicated. Guns were stacked in the corner, a number of pistols lay upon the mantelpiece, and a pile of cartridges15 was heaped up beside a small keg of powder that stood upon the table opposite the fire-place.
"Dear me!" exclaimed Mrs. Ellis, "this looks dreadful; it almost frightens me out of my wits to see so many dangerous weapons scattered16 about."
"And how does it affect our quiet Esther?" asked Mr. Walters.
"It makes me wish I were a man," she replied, with considerable vehemence17 of manner. All started at this language from one of her usually gentle demeanour.
"Why, Esther, how you talk, girl: what's come over you?"
"Talk!" replied she. "I say nothing that I do not feel. As we came through the streets to-day, and I saw so many inoffensive creatures, who, like ourselves, have never done these white wretches19 the least injury,—to see them and us driven from our homes by a mob of wretches, who can accuse us of nothing but being darker than themselves,—it takes all the woman out of my bosom20, and makes me feel like a——" here Esther paused, and bit her lip to prevent the utterance22 of a fierce expression that hovered23 on the tip of her tongue.
She then continued: "One poor woman in particular I noticed: she had a babe in her arms, poor thing, and was weeping bitterly because she knew of no place to go to seek for shelter or protection. A couple of white men stood by jeering24 and taunting25 her. I felt as though I could have strangled them: had I been a man, I would have attacked them on the spot, if I had been sure they would have killed me the next moment."
"Hush26! Esther, hush! my child; you must not talk so, it sounds unwomanly—unchristian. Why, I never heard you talk so before." Esther made no reply, but stood resting her forehead upon the mantelpiece. Her face was flushed with excitement, and her dark eyes glistened28 like polished jet.
Mr. Walters stood regarding her for a time with evident admiration29, and then said, "You are a brave one, after my own heart." Esther hung down her head, confused by the ardent30 look he cast upon her, as he continued, "You have taken me by surprise; but it's always the way with you quiet people; events like these bring you out—seem to change your very natures, as it were. We must look out," said he, with a smile, turning to one of the young men, "or Miss Ellis will excel us all in courage. I shall expect great things from her if we are attacked to-night."
"Don't make a jest of me, Mr. Walters," said Esther, and as she spoke31 her eyes moistened and her lip quivered with vexation.
"No, no, my dear girl, don't misunderstand me," replied he, quickly; "nothing was farther from my thoughts. I truly meant all that I said. I believe you to be a brave girl."
"If you really think so," rejoined Esther, "prove it by showing me how to load these." As she spoke she took from the mantel one of the pistols that were lying there, and turned it over to examine it.
"Oh! put that down, Esther, put that down immediately," almost screamed Mrs. Ellis; "what with your speeches and your guns you'll quite set me crazy; do take it from her, Walters; it will certainly go off."
"There's not the least danger, Ellen," he replied; "there's nothing in it."
"Well, I'm afraid of guns, loaded or unloaded; they are dangerous, all of them, whether they have anything in them or not. Do you hear me, Esther; do put that down and come out of here."
"Oh, no, mother," said she, "do let me remain; there, I'll lay the pistols down and won't touch them again whilst you are in the room."
"You may safely leave her in my hands," interposed Mr. Walters. "If she wants to learn, let her; it won't injure her in the least, I'll take care of that." This assurance somewhat quieted Mrs. Ellis, who left the room and took up her quarters in another apartment.
"Now, Mr. Walters," said Esther, taking off her bonnet32, I'm quite in earnest about learning to load these pistols, and I wish you to instruct me. You may be hard pressed tonight, and unable to load for yourselves, and in such an emergency I could perhaps be of great use to you."
"But, my child," replied he, "to be of use in the manner you propose, you would be compelled to remain in quite an exposed situation."
"I am aware of that," calmly rejoined Esther. "And still you are not afraid?" he asked, in surprise.
"Why should I be; I shall not be any more exposed than you or my father."
"That's enough—I'll teach you. Look here," said Mr. Walters, "observe how I load this." Esther gave her undivided attention to the work before her, and when he had finished, she took up another pistol and loaded it with a precision and celerity that would have reflected honour on a more practised hand.
"Well done!—capital!" exclaimed Mr. Walters, as she laid down the weapon. "You'll do, my girl; as I said before, you are one after my own heart. Now, whilst you are loading the rest, I will go downstairs, where I have some little matters to attend to." On the stair-way he was met by Kinch and Caddy, who were tugging33 up a large kettle of water. "Is it possible, Caddy," asked Mr. Walters, "that your propensity34 to dabble35 in soap and water has overcome you even at this critical time? You certainly can't be going to scrub?"
"No, I'm not going to scrub," she replied, "nor do anything like it. We've got our plans, haven't we, Kinch?"
"Let's hear what your plans are. I'd like to be enlightened a little, if convenient," said Mr. Walters.
"Well, it's not convenient, Mr. Walters, so you need not expect to hear a word about them. You'd only laugh if we were to tell you, so we're going to keep it to ourselves, ain't we, Kinch?"
The latter, thus appealed to, put on an air of profound mystery, and intimated that if they were permitted to pursue the even tenor36 of their way, great results might be expected; but if they were balked37 in their designs, he could not answer for the consequences.
"You and Esther have your plans," resumed Caddy, "and we have ours. We don't believe in powder and shot, and don't want anything to do with guns; for my part I'm afraid of them, so please let us go by—do, now, that's a good soul!"
"You seem to forget that I'm the commander of this fortress," said Mr. Walters, "and that I have a right to know everything that transpires38 within it; but I see you look obstinate39, and as I haven't time to settle the matter now, you may pass on. I wonder what they can be about," he remarked, as they hurried on. "I must steal up by-and-by and see for myself."
One after another the various friends of Mr. Walters came in, each bringing some vague report of the designs of the mob. They all described the excitement as growing more intense; that the houses of various prominent Abolitionists had been threatened; that an attempt had been made to fire one of the coloured churches; and that, notwithstanding the rioters made little scruple41 in declaring their intentions, the authorities were not using the slightest effort to restrain them, or to protect the parties threatened. Day was fast waning42, and the approaching night brought with it clouds and cold.
Whilst they had been engaged in their preparations for defence, none had time to reflect upon the danger of their situation; but now that all was prepared, and there was nothing to sustain the excitement of the last few hours, a chill crept over the circle who were gathered round the fire. There were no candles burning, and the uncertain glow from the grate gave a rather weird-like look to the group. The arms stacked in the corner of the room, and the occasional glitter of the pistol-barrels as the flames rose and fell, gave the whole a peculiarly strange effect.
"We look belligerent43 enough, I should think," remarked Mr. Walters, looking around him. "I wish we were well out of this: it's terrible to be driven to these extremities—but we are not the aggressors, thank God! and the results, be they what they may, are not of our seeking. I have a right to defend my own: I have asked protection of the law, and it is too weak, or too indifferent, to give it; so I have no alternative but to protect myself. But who is here? It has grown so dark in the room that I can scarcely distinguish any one. Where are all the ladies?" "None are here except myself," answered Esther; "all the rest are below stairs."
"And where are you? I hear, but can't see you; give me your hand," said he, extending his own in the direction from which her voice proceeded. "How cold your hand is," he continued; "are you frightened?"
"Frightened!" she replied; "I never felt calmer in my life—put your finger on my pulse."
Mr. Walters did as he was desired, and exclaimed, "Steady as a clock. I trust nothing may occur before morning to cause it to beat more hurriedly."
"Let us put some wood on these coals," suggested Mr. Ellis; "it will make a slight blaze, and give us a chance to see each other." As he spoke he took up a few small fagots and cast them upon the fire.
The wood snapped and crackled, as the flames mounted the chimney and cast a cheerful glow upon the surrounding objects: suddenly a thoroughly44 ignited piece flew off from the rest and fell on the table in the midst of the cartridges. "Run for your lives!" shrieked45 one of the party. "The powder! the powder!" Simultaneously46 they nearly all rushed to the door.
Mr. Walters stood as one petrified47. Esther alone, of the whole party, retained her presence of mind; springing forward, she grasped the blazing fragment and dashed it back again into the grate. All this passed in a few seconds, and in the end Esther was so overcome with excitement and terror, that she fainted outright48. Hearing no report, those who had fled cautiously returned, and by their united efforts she was soon restored to consciousness.
"What a narrow escape!" said she, trembling, and covering her face with her hands; "it makes me shudder49 to think of it."
"We owe our lives to you, my brave girl," said Mr. Walters; "your presence of mind has quite put us all to the blush."
"Oh! move the powder some distance off, or the same thing may happen again. Please do move it, Mr. Walters; I shall have no peace whilst it is there."
Whilst they were thus engaged, a loud commotion50 was heard below stairs, and with one accord all started in the direction from whence the noise proceeded.
"Bring a light! bring a light!" cried Mrs. Ellis; "something dreadful has happened." A light was soon procured51, and the cause of this second alarm fully52 ascertained53.
Master Kinch, in his anxiety to give himself as warlike an appearance as possible, had added to his accoutrements an old sword that he had discovered in an out-of-the-way corner of the garret. Not being accustomed to weapons of this nature, he had been constantly getting it between his legs, and had already been precipitated55 by it down a flight of steps, to the imminent56 risk of his neck. Undaunted, however, by this mishap58, he had clung to it with wonderful tenacity59, until it had again caused a disaster the noise of which had brought all parties into the room where it had occurred.
The light being brought, Master Kinch crawled out from under a table with his head and back covered with batter60, a pan of which had been overturned upon him, in consequence of his having been tripped up by his sword and falling violently against the table on which it stood.
"I said you had better take that skewer61 off," exclaimed Caddy: "It's a wonder it hasn't broke your neck before now; but you are such a goose you would wear it," said she, surveying her aide-de-camp with derision, as he vainly endeavoured to scrape the batter from his face.
"Please give me some water," cried Kinch, looking from one to the other of the laughing group: "help a feller to get it off, can't you—it's all in my eyes, and the yeast62 is blinding me."
The only answer to this appeal was an additional shout of laughter, without the slightest effort for his relief. At last Caddy, taking compassion63 upon his forlorn condition, procured a basin of water, and assisted him to wash from his woolly pate64 what had been intended for the next day's meal. "This is the farce65 after what was almost a tragedy," said Mr. Walters, as they ascended66 the stairs again; "I wonder what we shall have next!"
They all returned to their chairs by the drawing-room fire after this occurrence, and remained in comparative silence for some time, until loud cries of "Fire! fire!" startled them from their seats.
"The whole of the lower part of the city appears to be in a blaze," exclaimed one of the party who had hastened to the window; "look at the flames—they are ascending67 from several places. They are at their work; we may expect them here soon."
"Well, they'll find us prepared when they do come," rejoined Mr. Walters.
"What do you propose?" asked Mr. Ellis. "Are we to fire on them at once, or wait for their attack?"
"Wait for their attack, by all means," said he, in reply;—"if they throw stones, you'll find plenty in that room with which to return the compliment; if they resort to fire-arms, then we will do the same; I want to be strictly68 on the defensive—but at the same time we must defend ourselves fully and energetically."
In about an hour after this conversation a dull roar was heard in the distance, which grew louder and nearer every moment.
"Hist!" said Esther; "do you hear that noise? Listen! isn't that the mob coming?"
Mr. Walters opened the shutter8, and then the sound became more distinct. On they came, nearer and nearer, until the noise of their voices became almost deafening69.
There was something awful in the appearance of the motley crowd that, like a torrent70, foamed71 and surged through the streets. Some were bearing large pine torches that filled the air with thick smoke and partially72 lighted up the surrounding gloom. Most of them were armed with clubs, and a few with guns and pistols.
As they approached the house, there seemed to be a sort of consultation73 between the ringleaders, for soon after every light was extinguished, and the deafening yells of "Kill the niggers!" "Down with the Abolitionists!" were almost entirely74 stilled.
"I wonder what that means," said Mr. Walters, who had closed the shutter, and was surveying, through an aperture75 that had been cut, the turbulent mass below. "Look out for something soon."
He had scarcely finished speaking, when a voice in the street cried, "One—two—three!" and immediately there followed a volley of missiles, crushing in the windows of the chamber76 above, and rattling77 upon the shutters of the room in which the party of defenders78 were gathered. A yell then went up from the mob, followed by another shower of stones.
"It is now our turn," said Mr. Walters, coolly. "Four of you place yourselves at the windows of the adjoining room; the rest remain here. When you see a bright light reflected on the crowd below, throw open the shutters, and hurl79 down stones as long as the light is shining. Now, take your places, and as soon as you are prepared stamp upon the floor."
Each of the men now armed themselves with two or more of the largest stones they could find, from the heap that had been provided for the occasion; and in a few seconds a loud stamping upon the floor informed Mr. Walters that all was ready. He now opened the aperture in the shutter, and placed therein a powerful reflecting light which brought the shouting crowd below clearly into view, and in an instant a shower of heavy stones came crashing down upon their upturned faces.
Yells of rage and agony ascended from the throng80, who, not seeing any previous signs of life in the house, had no anticipation81 of so prompt and severe a response to their attack. For a time they swayed to and fro, bewildered by the intense light and crushing shower of stones that had so suddenly fallen upon them. Those in the rear, however, pressing forward, did not permit the most exposed to retire out of reach of missiles from the house; on perceiving which, Mr. Walters again turned the light upon them, and immediately another stony82 shower came rattling down, which caused a precipitate54 retreat.
"The house is full of niggers!—the house is full of niggers!" cried several voices—"Shoot them! kill them!" and immediately several shots were fired at the window by the mob below.
"Don't fire yet," said Mr. Walters to one of the young men who had his hand upon a gun. "Stop awhile. When we do fire, let it be to some purpose—let us make sure that some one is hit."
Whilst they were talking, two or three bullets pierced the shutters, and flattened83 themselves upon the ceiling above.
"Those are rifle bullets," remarked one of the young men—"do let us fire."
"It is too great a risk to approach the windows at present; keep quiet for a little while; and, when the light is shown again, fire. But, hark!" continued he, "they are trying to burst open the door. We can't reach them there without exposing ourselves, and if they should get into the entry it would be hard work to dislodge them."
"Let us give them a round; probably it will disperse84 those farthest off—and those at the door will follow," suggested one of the young men.
"We'll try it, at any rate," replied Walters. "Take your places, don't fire until I show the light—then pick your man, and let him have it. There is no use to fire, you know, unless you hit somebody. Are you ready?" he asked.
"Yes," was the prompt reply.
"Then here goes," said he, turning the light upon the crowd below—who, having some experience in what would follow, did their best to get out of reach; but they were too late—for the appearance of the light was followed by the instantaneous report of several guns which did fearful execution amidst the throng of ruffians. Two or three fell on the spot, and were carried off by their comrades with fearful execrations.
The firing now became frequent on both sides, and Esther's services came into constant requisition. It was in vain that her father endeavoured to persuade her to leave the room; notwithstanding the shutters had been thrown open to facilitate operations from within and the exposure thereby85 greatly increased, she resolutely86 refused to retire, and continued fearlessly to load the guns and hand them to the men.
"They've got axes at work upon the door, if they are not dislodged, they'll cut their way in," exclaimed one of the young men—"the stones are exhausted87, and I don't know what we shall do."
"Oh, God! I'm scalded! I'm scalded!" cried one of the men upon the steps.
"Take me away! take me away!"
In the midst of his cries another volume of scalding water came pouring down upon the group at the door, which was followed by a rush from the premises89.
"What is that—who could have done that—where has that water come from?" asked Mr. Walters, as he saw the seething90 shower pass the window, and fall upon the heads below. "I must go and see."
He ran upstairs, and found Kinch and Caddy busy putting on more water, they having exhausted one kettle-full—into which they had put two or three pounds of cayenne pepper—on the heads of the crowd below.
"We gave 'em a settler, didn't we, Mr. Walters?" asked Caddy, as he entered the room. "It takes us; we fight with hot water. This," said she, holding up a dipper, "is my gun. I guess we made 'em squeal91."
"You've done well, Caddy," replied he—"first-rate, my girl. I believe you've driven them off entirely," he continued, peeping out of the window. "They are going off, at any rate," said he, drawing in his head; "whether they will return or not is more than I can say. Keep plenty of hot water, ready, but don't expose yourselves, children. Weren't you afraid to go to the window?" he asked.
"We didn't go near it. Look at this," replied Caddy, fitting a broom handle into the end of a very large tin dipper. "Kinch cut this to fit; so we have nothing to do but to stand back here, dip up the water, and let them have it; the length of the handle keeps us from being seen from the street. That was Kinch's plan."
"And a capital one it was too. Your head, Kinch, evidently has no batter within, if it has without; there is a great deal in that. Keep a bright look out," continued Mr. Walters; "I'm going downstairs. If they come again, let them have plenty of your warm pepper-sauce."
On returning to the drawing-room, Mr. Walters found Mr. Dennis, one of the company, preparing to go out. "I'm about to avail myself of the advantage afforded by my fair complexion92, and play the spy," said he. "They can't discern at night what I am, and I may be able to learn some of their plans."
"A most excellent idea," said Mr. Walters; "but pray be careful. You may meet some one who will recognise you."
"Never fear," replied Mr. Dennis. "I'll keep a bright look out for that." And, drawing his cap far down over his eyes, to screen his face as much as possible, he sallied out into the street.
He had not been absent more than a quarter of an hour, when he returned limping into the house. "Have they attacked you—are you hurt?" asked the anxious group by which he was surrounded.
"I'm hurt-, but not by them. I got on very well, and gleaned93 a great deal of information, when I heard a sudden exclamation94, and, on looking round, I found myself recognized by a white man of my acquaintance. I ran immediately; and whether I was pursued or not, I'm unable to say. I had almost reached here, when my foot caught in a grating and gave my ancle such a wrench95 that I'm unable to stand." As he spoke, his face grew pale from the suffering the limb was occasioning. "I'm sorry, very sorry," he continued, limping to the sofa; "I was going out again immediately. They intend making an attack on Mr. Garie's house: I didn't hear his name mentioned, but I heard one of the men, who appeared to be a ringleader, say, 'We're going up to Winter-street, to give a coat of tar18 and feathers to a white man, who is married to a nigger woman.' They can allude97 to none but him. How annoying that this accident should have happened just now, of all times. They ought to be warned."
"Oh, poor Emily!" cried Esther, bursting into tears; "it will kill her, I know it will; she is so ill. Some one must go and warn them. Let me try; the mob, even if I met them, surely would not assault a woman."
"You mustn't think of such a thing, Esther," exclaimed Mr. Walters; "the idea isn't to be entertained for a moment. You don't know what ruthless wretches they are. Your colour discovered you would find your sex but a trifling98 protection. I'd go, but it would be certain death to me: my black face would quickly obtain for me a passport to another world if I were discovered in the street just now."
"I'll go," calmly spoke Mr. Ellis. "I can't rest here and think of what they are exposed to. By skulking99 through bye-streets and keeping under the shadows of houses I may escape observation—at any rate, I must run the risk." And he began to button up his coat. "Don't let your mother know I'm gone; stick by her, my girl," said he, kissing Esther; "trust in God,—He'll protect me."
"I couldn't bear to see you go for any one but Emily and the children."
"I know it, dear," he replied; "it's my duty. Garie would do the same for me, I know, even at greater risk. Good-bye! good-bye!" And, disengaging himself from the weeping girl, he started on his errand of mercy.
Walking swiftly forwards, he passed over more than two-thirds of the way without the slightest interruption, the streets through which he passed being almost entirely deserted101. He had arrived within a couple of squares of the Garies, when suddenly, on turning a corner, he found himself in the midst of a gang of ruffians.
"Here's a nigger! here's a nigger!" shouted two or three of them, almost simultaneously, making at the same time a rush at Mr. Ellis, who turned and ran, followed by the whole gang. Fear lent him wings, and he fast outstripped102 his pursuers, and would have entirely escaped, had he not turned into a street which unfortunately was closed at the other end. This he did not discover until it was too late to retrace103 his steps, his pursuers having already entered the street.
Looking for some retreat, he perceived he was standing40 near an unfinished building. Tearing off the boards that were nailed across the window, he vaulted104 into the room, knocking off his hat, which fell upon the pavement behind him. Scarcely had he groped his way to the staircase of the dwelling105 when he heard the footsteps of his pursuers.
"He can't have got through," exclaimed one of them, "the street is closed up at the end; he must be up here somewhere."
Lighting106 one of their torches, they began to look around them, and soon discovered the hat lying beneath the window.
"He's in here, boys; we've tree'd the 'coon," laughingly exclaimed one of the ruffians. "Let's after him."
Tearing off the remainder of the boards, one or two entered, opened the door from the inside, and gave admission to the rest.
Mr. Ellis mounted to the second story, followed by his pursuers; on he went, until he reached the attic107, from which a ladder led to the roof. Ascending this, he drew it up after him, and found himself on the roof of a house that was entirely isolated108.
The whole extent of the danger flashed upon him at once. Here he was completely hemmed109 in, without the smallest chance for escape. He approached the edge and looked over, but could discover nothing near enough to reach by a leap.
"I must sell my life dearly," he said. "God be my helper now—He is all I have to rely upon." And as he spoke, the great drops of sweat fell from his forehead. Espying110 a sheet of lead upon the roof, he rolled it into a club of tolerable thickness, and waited the approach of his pursuers.
"He's gone on the roof," he heard one of them exclaim, "and pulled the ladder up after him." Just then, a head emerged from the trap-door, the owner of which, perceiving Mr. Ellis, set up a shout of triumph.
"We've got him! we've got him!—here he is!" which cries were answered by the exultant111 voices of his comrades below.
An attempt was now made by one of them to gain the roof; but he immediately received a blow from Mr. Ellis that knocked him senseless into the arms of his companions. Another attempted the same feat96, and met a similar fate.
This caused a parley112 as to the best mode of proceeding113, which resulted in the simultaneous appearance of three of the rioters at the opening. Nothing daunted57, Mr. Ellis attacked them with such fierceness and energy that they were forced to descend114, muttering the direst curses. In a few moments another head appeared, at which Mr. Ellis aimed a blow of great force; and the club descended115 upon a hat placed upon a stick. Not meeting the resistance expected, it flew from his hand, and he was thrown forward, nearly falling down the doorway116.
With a shout of triumph, they seized his arm, and held him firmly, until one or two of them mounted the roof.
"Throw him over! throw him over!" exclaimed some of the fiercest of the crowd. One or two of the more merciful endeavoured to interfere117 against killing118 him outright; but the frenzy119 of the majority triumphed, and they determined120 to cast him into the street below.
Mr. Ellis clung to the chimney, shrieking121,—"Save me! save me!—Help! help! Will no one save me!" His cries were unheeded by the ruffians, and the people at the surrounding windows were unable to afford him any assistance, even if they were disposed to do so.
Despite his cries and resistance, they forced him to the edge of the roof; he clinging to them the while, and shrieking in agonized122 terror. Forcing off his hold, they thrust him forward and got him partially over the edge, where he clung calling frantically123 for aid. One of the villains124, to make him loose his hold, struck on his fingers with the handle of a hatchet125 found on the roof; not succeeding in breaking his hold by these means, with, an oath he struck with the blade, severing126 two of the fingers from one hand and deeply mangling127 the other.
With a yell of agony, Mr. Ellis let go his hold, and fell upon a pile of rubbish below, whilst a cry of triumphant128 malignity129 went up from the crowd on the roof.
A gentleman and some of his friends kindly carried the insensible man into his house. "Poor fellow!" said he, "he is killed, I believe. What a gang of wretches. These things are dreadful; that such a thing can be permitted in a Christian27 city is perfectly130 appalling131." The half-dressed family gathered around the mangled132 form of Mr. Ellis, and gave vent21 to loud expressions of sympathy. A doctor was quickly sent for, who stanched133 the blood that was flowing from his hands and head.
"I don't think he can live," said he, "the fall was too great. As far as I can judge, his legs and two of his ribs134 are broken. The best thing we can do, is to get him conveyed to the hospital; look in his pockets, perhaps we can find out who he is."
There was nothing found, however, that afforded the least clue to his name and residence; and he was, therefore, as soon as persons could be procured to assist, borne to the hospital, where his wounds were dressed, and the broken limbs set.
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| vt.乱砍（mangle的过去式与过去分词形式） | |
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| v.使（伤口）止血( stanch的过去式 )；止（血）；使不漏；使不流失 | |
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