These men will convey thee to the hospital at Bush Hill." The mention of that contagious and abhorred receptacle inspired me with some degree of energy.

"No," said I, "I am not sick; a violent blow reduced me to this situation.

I shall presently recover strength enough to leave this spot without assistance." He looked at me with an incredulous but compassionate air:--"I fear thou dost deceive thyself or me.

The necessity of going to the hospital is much to be regretted, but, on the whole, it is best.

Perhaps, indeed, thou hast kindred or friends who will take care of thee ?" "No," said I; "neither kindred nor friends.