now coming to a gentleman that was lying on the ground, called to his servant and the postillion to assist in carrying him to a house, whilst they should watch against the return of the robbers; The servant, on hearing the voice of Hamilton, immediately said to him with great eagerness, "Oh sir, you are a friend of my poor master!" "Who is he?" The other answered, "Sir Edward Hamden." "Good Heavens!" said our hero, "I left him at Brighton only a few hours ago." Endeavouring to stop the blood, they directed the post-*boy to run for assistance to an adjoining farm-house, as it would be impossible for him to bear the jolting of the chaise. Help was immediately procured, and the wounded gentleman was carefully borne to the hamlet. Hamilton having some slight knowledge of surgery, found
