I also found a young man named Hamilton, of the 13th Battalion, with a very bad wound in the right side.

He had been attended to by a Fenian surgeon; he was lying on his face and suffering much.

At his request I examined his wound and placed a bandage around it to stop the bleeding.

There was also another young man of the Queen's Own lying on the floor in strong convulsions, evidently in a dying state, singular to say, without a wound upon his body.

In another room in the same house I found another young man badly wounded.