Easy now, men! Yes, 'twas at this very spot my mare Nelly threw me!--it was Maria Erskine's wedding." The sun was low in the heavens when the good Samaritans and the unconscious man arrived at the foot of the wide, white-pillared Fontenoy porch.

The arrival had many witnesses; for on hearing of the accident the large party assembled for the dancing class had at once dropped all employment and flocked to various coigns of vantage.

A bevy of young girls looked from one parlour window, and another framed Mr.Pincornet's face and wig and flowered coat.

In the hall and on the porch the elders gathered, while on the broad porch steps young men in holiday dress waited to see if they might be of help.

Around the corner of the house peered the house negroes, pleasurably excited by any catastrophe and any procession, even that of a wounded man borne on a litter.
The cortege arrived.