CHAPTER XIV.
IN HOSPITAL.
The pain Tony was suffering kept him partially conscious of what was happening to him.

He knew that he was carried gently into a large hall, and that two or three persons came to look at him, to whom his new friend spoke in eager and rapid tones.
"I know you do not take in accidents," he said; "but what could I do with the little fellow?
He told me he had no home, and that was all he could say.

You have two or three cots empty; and I'll double my subscription if it's necessary, rather than take him away.

Come, doctor, you'll admit my patient ?" "I don't think I could send him away, Mr.Ross," answered another hearty voice.

"We must get him into bed as soon as possible." Tony felt himself carried up stairs into a large room, where there were a number of small beds, with a pale little face lying on every pillow.
There was a vacant cot at the end, and he was laid upon it, after having his tattered clothes taken off him.