yet been found.
"Not yet sir, I believe," said the man. "They say that he and the
driver were flung to one side of the line."
Edwin went towards the engine, and, judging the probable direction and
distance to which a man might be thrown in such an accident, went to a
certain spot and sought carefully around it in all directions. For some
time he sought in vain, and was on the point of giving up in despair,
when he observed a cap lying on the ground. Going up to it, he saw the
form of a man half-concealed by a mass of rubbish. He stooped, and,
raising the head a little, tried to make out the features, but the light
of the fires did not penetrate to the spot. He laid him gently down
again, and was about to hasten away for assistance when the man groaned
and said faintly, "Is that you, Jack?"
"No, my poor fellow," said Edwin, stooping down. "Are you badly hurt?
I am just going to fetch help to--"
"Mr Gurwood," said the man, interrupting, "you don't seem to know me!
I'm Garvie, the fireman. Where am I? Surely there is something wrong
with my left arm. Oh! I remember now. Is Jack safe? And the Missis
and Gertie? Are they--"
"Don't exert yourself," interrupted Edwin, as Will attempted to rise.
"You must keep quiet until I fetch a doctor. Perhaps you're not much
hurt, but it is well to be careful. Will you promise me to be still?"
"All right sir," said Will, promptly.
Edwin hastened for assistance, and in a short time the fireman was
carried to a place of comparative shelter and his wounds examined.
Almost immediately after the examination Edwin knelt at his side, and
signed to those around him to retire.
"Garvie," he said, in a low kind voice, "I'm sorry to tell you that the
doctors say you must lose your left arm."
Will looked intently in Edwin's face.
"Is there _no_ chance of savin' it?" he asked earnestly; "it might never
be much to speak of, sir, but I'd rather run some risk than lose it."
Edwin shook his head. "No," he said sadly, "they tell me amputation
must be immediate, else your life may be sacrificed. I said I would
like to break it to you, but it is necessary, my poor fellow, that you
should make up your mind at once."
"God's will be done," said Will in a low voice; "I'm ready, sir."
The circumstances did not admit of delay. In a few minutes the
fireman's left arm was amputated above the elbow, the stump dressed, and
himself laid in as sheltered a position as possib
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