It was number one of the "accident ward." It contained six beds, besides a pallet in a corner for the nurse of the ward.

These beds, with two exceptions, were occupied by unfortunate beings like myself.

As I was brought in among them they gazed upon me earnestly, prompted, I verily believe, not only by curiosity, but commiseration for my unhappy condition.

The surgeon made his appearance, and succeeded, without much difficulty, in setting the limb, an operation which, acknowledging its necessity, I bore with becoming fortitude.

I was placed on my back in one of the unoccupied beds, with the rather unnecessary caution to lie perfectly still.