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ear to his mouth could faintly hear the word “ water,”
pronounced in a tone so feeble and lamentable, that to the
hour of his death the impression was never effaced from
his memory.

Happily he had in his pocket a cocoa nut; and he
dropped its juice into the mouth of the dying youth. - For
the space of-an hour the count seemed in his last agony ;
but gradually he revived, and with avidity swallowed all
that remained of the cocoa liquid.° Opening his eyes, he
turned them on Philip with an expression of gratitude that
penetrated his very heart.

It was evident however that the count took him for
some other person; for, extending his arms towards him,
he called him Augustus, the name of his own brother, and
besought him, in the most pathetic manner, to remove him
from that horrible place, and give him a softer bed, as the
one on which he lay had bruised his limbs.

“ Alas! poor creature,” said Philip, “if you knew whom
you are calling by those sweet names, and from whom
you are soliciting relief, perchance you would rather die
than accept of it.

«* However,” he continued, “if I have come too late to
save you, you shall not at jest draw your last breath in
this-dismal cavern.”