He raised the sufferer's shoulder to find the bed saturated with blood.

The bullet wound extended completely through the missionary's body, and was bleeding from the back.

Zeisberger folded strips of linsey cloth into small pads and bound them tightly over both apertures of the wound.
"How is he ?" asked Jim, when the amateur surgeon returned to the other room, and proceeded to wash the blood from his hands.
Zeisberger shook his head gloomily.
"How is George ?" whispered Edwards, who had heard Jim's question.
"Shot through the right lung.

Human skill can not aid him! Only God can save." "Didn't I hear a third shot ?" whispered Dave, gazing round with sad, questioning eyes.

"Heckewelder ?" "Is safe.