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the least relief further than once bleeding me, 

 which rather did me hurt than good, as I was very 

 weak and much emaciated. I then went to my 

 father's, where I was confined for two months on 

 account of my hurt, and despaired of ever reco- 

 vering the use of my left arm. And, during all 

 that time, the Doctor never once came to see me, 

 although the distance was not quite two miles. 

 But my friend Mr. Cantley, hearing of my misfor- 

 tune, at twelve miles' distance, sent me pro- 

 per medicines and applications, by means of which 

 I recovered the use of my arm ; but found myself 

 too weak to think of going into service again, and 

 had entirely lost my appetite, so that I could take 

 nothing but a draught of milk once a-day, for 

 many weeks. 



In order to amuse myself in this low state, I 

 made a wooden clock, the frame of which was also 

 of \vood; and it kept time pretty well. The bell, 

 on which the hammer struck the hours, was the 

 neck of a broken, bottle. 



Having then no idea how any time-keeper 

 could go but by a weight and a line, I wondered 

 how a watch could go in all positions ; and was 

 sorry that I had never thought of asking Mr. 

 Cantley, who could very easily have informed me. 

 But happening one day to see a gentleman ride 

 by my father's house, (which was close by a public 

 road) I asked him what o'clock it then was : be 

 looked at his watch, and told me. As he did that 

 with so much good nature, I begged of him to 



