Penny Dreadfuls, 1867 · page 189 of 300
Roving Jack, The Pirate Hunter — page 189: what you’re looking at
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# Analysis of Page This is an illustrated page from a Victorian penny dreadful serialization titled "Roving Jack, The Pirate Hunter." The page contains both a dramatic wood-engraved illustration and running prose text below it. The illustration depicts a confrontation scene where a man with a pistol faces armed opponents, while a woman clasps him in embrace. The text describes dialogue between characters including Jonathan Wild (a "thief-taker"), Jack Sheppard, and Ellen, involving threats of fire, execution, and a prisoner's capture. The narrative concerns the disarming of the protagonist and subsequent conversation about preventing his transport to London. The page appears to be installment No. 27 of the serial.
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: ’ : ' SSS re ee ROVING JACK, THE PIRATE HUNTER. Nias \ y . eS SSS SS = a | | | Uh Nini 3 ‘Y, y iy, tt Sd, ih FIRE! FIRE!—SEE No, 28. “But you found that had you not come forth I should have been as good as my word. 3 “The farm would have been in flames, ““And fite and faggot, instead of a halter at Tyburn, been the instrument of death.” ry “To save such a calamity, I have issued from my retreat ; but I tell you to your teeth, Jonathan Wild, that the rope is not yet spun that shall hang Jack Sheppard.” | : “You will yield 2” “Never with life.” As he was about to draw his'pistol, Ellen clasped her brother in her embrace, : “Tf he die, let me die too,’ she exclaimed. The action of the terrified woman insured the destruction of the bewildered man; 9 -' | No. 27. Sra wry His situation of embarrassment gave an advantage to the thief-taker, who, aided by his followers, dis- armed him in an instant. Ellen staggered, fainted, and fell on the floor. ‘‘ Now, then,” said Wild, “to horse and away,” after he had firmly secured his prisoner. Struck with a sudden idea, the old farmer, as if ' by magic, altered his demeanour from one of sad- ness to one of gladness, and he arrested the de- parture. “JT were thinking, Measter Wild, ‘that’ thee’ll never get to Lunnon this night.” “Perhaps not, but I hope to hear St. Sepulchre’s bell strike the fourth hour of morning.” “Then I can tell thee that thou’lt bé deceived for in thee life,”’ 2S _[]_]_——_—_—_—_— ————_______ i FOMMIGDOOKSEGOM