It appears that after leaving here, he fell into the hands of the rioters, by whom he was shockingly beaten.

He was taken to the hospital, where he now remains." "Oh, let me go to him at once, do, Mr.Walters! "My dear child, it is impossible for you to see him to-day, it is long past the visiting hour; moreover, I don't think him in a state that would permit the least agitation.

To-morrow you can go with me." Esther did not weep, her heart was too full for tears.

With a pale face, and trembling lips, she said to Mr.Walters, "God give us strength to bear up under these misfortunes; we are homeless--almost beggars--our friends have been murdered, and my father is now trembling on the brink of the grave; such troubles as these," said she, sinking into a chair, "are enough to crush any one." "I know it, Esther; I know it, my child.

I sympathize with you deeply.