They had music and dancing, while the wine passed around very freely.

None seemed to join in the dance and other amusements of the evening with more enjoyment than did Dr.Henry; but after he was sent for, it being a most bitter cold night, he asked the Captain for a horse to ride to see his patient, to which he readily assented, and had his fine _race-horse_ (for the Captain had not left off all his old habits), brought out from the stable, and the Doctor sprang lightly into the saddle.

Unfortunately his way led by the race-course, and when the trained animal came to it he started with such speed as to throw the Doctor to the ground, where he lay all that terrible cold night.

In the morning, some person going after wood, came in sight of the Doctor as he was trying to creep away on his frozen hands and feet.

He was put into the sleigh and taken to the village with all possible speed.