. Aaron in the wildwoods . trust, my Lord, that on my returnto the Victory, which will be as soon as possible, Ishall find your Lordship well, and in possession oftwenty prizes. Nelson replied to this: God blessyou, Blackwood; I shall never speak to you again. At half-past one, about an hour after the Victoryhad run on board the Redoutable, the Admiral waswalking the middle of the quarter-deck with CaptainHardy. As he was almost standing still, in the actof turning from the hatchway towards the stern ofthe ship, a rifleman fired at him from the enemysmizzen-top, not more than fifteen yards awa
. Aaron in the wildwoods . trust, my Lord, that on my returnto the Victory, which will be as soon as possible, Ishall find your Lordship well, and in possession oftwenty prizes. Nelson replied to this: God blessyou, Blackwood; I shall never speak to you again. At half-past one, about an hour after the Victoryhad run on board the Redoutable, the Admiral waswalking the middle of the quarter-deck with CaptainHardy. As he was almost standing still, in the actof turning from the hatchway towards the stern ofthe ship, a rifleman fired at him from the enemysmizzen-top, not more than fifteen yards away. Theball struck the gold epaulette on his left shoulder,passed through the chest and spine, and lodged inthe muscles of the back, towards the right side belowthe shoulder-blade. He fell with his face on the deck. TRAFALGAR 227 Seeker, the sergeant-major of marines, and two sea-men immediately raised him up, while Hardy, whowas just a step ahead, turned round and asked if hewas severely wounded. Nelson replied : They have. God bless you, Blackwood ; I shall never speak to you again done for me at last, Hardy. I hope not, answeredHardy. Yes, said Nelson, my backbone is shotthrough. Hardy then ordered the seamen to carry him 228 THE BOOK OF THE BLUE SEA below to the surgeon. As they went Nelson sawthat the tiller ropes had been shot away, and werenot yet replaced. He ordered a midshipman to goup to Captain Hardy and remind him that this shouldbe seen to at once. Then he took out his hand-kerchief and covered his face with it, so that thecrew should not recognise him as he was carriedpast them. When he was brought to the cockpit, several ofthe wounded called out to the surgeon : * Mr. Beatty,Lord Nelson is here. Mr. Beatty, the Admiral iswounded. The surgeon looked round—it was hehimself who wrote the only account of all this—andsaw the handkerchief fall from the wounded mansface; the stars on the coat were uncovered too—itwas indeed Nelson. Ah! Mr. Beatty, you can donothin
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