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About IL o'clock one night, after
the Doctor had retired TO rest, and
was snoozing it away very comforts
bly,, protected from the assaults Of
mosquitoes by a well mched pavil-
lion, he was suddenly aroused from
his sllmbers by the entrance Of Ned
who was very much disguised By.
liquor, ..l..-,..


'.Doctor," said he, (rccling back
wards and forwards, and introduce
ing a hiccup now and then between
his words, "Doctor get up! | want
to talk to you bout something that
concerns life and DEATH want your
advice, my dear fellow, am about
to commit a deed-a fearful deed
a horrid deed! Get up, won't you?"


"Clear out and go to bed, and
stop your noise grow!ed the Doc
tor, as he turned over in bed. ...


"Well, it is the last favor | have
to ask OF you, Doctor, and ask it
for the last time, | am tired of this
life, and if you don't get up I'll blow
my G---d brains out, (and Lere he
drew and cooked a pistol, } ,eiH yoa
get up and hear ~hGt ihacc 10 sag
or MT .?o


"No, and be hanged to YOU" shou-
ted the Doctor.


"Then here goes" and as he said
it bang went the pistol, and poor
Ned was stretched on the floor well
tering in blood. ....e


"Great God" cried tie Doctor,
as he leaped from the bed, carrying
with him the mosq'litoc bar through
which he had bolted his head, }
"what have you done!" then casting
glance in the corner Of the room,
he saw by the fickering light of an
expiring candle, the mutilated re-
mains of the unfortunate young
man. As he rushed in agony from
the room he encountered seve-
raj of the officers, who hearing the
report of the pistol We're proceeding
to the spot to learn the cause of this
unusual disturbance. To their en-
quiries the Doctor only replied
BY exclaiming-.O! he begged me
to ret up--he said lie would kill
himself if | didn't get up. and he has
done it. | might have prevented
him. Oh. | never, never shall for
give myself !" Such were the lamen-
tations uttered by the Doctor as he
paced backward and forward before
! the door, when the command
ant demanded the cause Of the
alarm.


ale has Just shot himself, and |
might have prevented it, Sir, but |
wouldn't get up when he begged me
hard to do so-Oh | shall always
have his death upon my conscience" F"


But speak, Sir, who has Slot
himself?" asked the commandant
seizing the frantic Doctor by the
remnant ofthe Rusquitoe- bar, which
still streamed from lis neck.


"Lieut. c., Sir-has just blown
his brains outn'


".And have you examined the
wound 80 demanded the command
and.


"No, Sir, mo- shall never be
able to look upon him again. ..


Calm yourself, Doctor, and &C
Immediately, and ascertain the cX-
tent of the injury" said the com
mandant, sternly.


The Doctor yielded to the tone o
authority with which the last words
were spoken, slowly returned to the
room where the tragical scene la,
inst been enacted, and approaching
the CORY remains of the poor Lieu
tenant, felt Of his pulse TO see if lif,
was extinct, when Ned raised him.
self up and placed his finger on hi:
nose, and said, you'll sew my pan
falcons up again, vii! you, old Pill
Box The fact was, Ned had OBJ
tanned some bullock's blood, an,
! had well bespattercd himself with it
, which the Doctor supposed wa
{. Ned's, Itoccasioned 4 hearty laugl


among the officers, as they were il
the secret; TO which the Docto
said he saw nothing to laugh at.