Black Bess; or, The Knight of the Road — A Tale of the Good Old Times — page 131: what you’re looking at

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me SS i ee BLUESKIN >; A ROMANCE. 1") Yt ere lw, oe on en, ee de a A pied eo [THE DISCOVERY OF THE YOUNG MAN’S BODY LY JONATHAN WILD AND PINCHING TOM. ] soon succeeded in calming the eveature, and then he turned his attention to the wild rider. He lay in the roadway, just where be had fallen, with- out the least notion. “Ye is badly hurt, no doubt,” he said; ‘ perhaps killed. TI hope not. I will see.” He dismounted as he spoke, and, putting his arm through the reins, advanced still closer to where the rider lay. The horse, however, evinced the utmost unwillincness _to follow him. And now, whether it was that come portion o.° the horse’s terror had communicated itself to him, or what it was, Something seemed to make him aware that there was 1p this affair something more dreadful than met the eye at a first glance. The man lav iu a strange, huddled-up fashion, When he had succeeded in dragging lis horse aficr hian Spee Spearman” No, 17; ee er AF, OE. i enn OMY BEG ei ccinmsiaRe F228 WE a) Rn SATA eat tel, ‘ole SaaG AIOE AI Sn» ARI? EE OR RY PI 8 until he was within about six feet of it, the ereature stopped short, planted its fore feet firmly on the ground, and refused tu move. Blueskin was more and more convinced that something unusual had occurred, for he had many a time notieed the keenness of perception which many horses possess. He took the end of the reins in his Jeft hand, and went torward as far as he could, and looked closely at the body. It was motionless still, being, in fact, in precisely the same posture as that in which it had fallen. Afraid, if he released the horse, that he should have some trouhte in capturing him again, Bhieskin led him to the side of the road, and tethered him to a stout branch of an elder tree. This done, he, with a quickened respiration, made his way to where the fallen rider Iuy—a ghastly, moveless mass. l CCP (Abe fm Oe eer ne te al er ee ee ES prapy peery mo ome SIE EO DOO Cc SS (SO)