Beadle's Dime Novels No. 120: The Hunchback — page 25: what you’re looking at

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HORRIBLE TORTURES. 27 Goldey took a flaming brand out of the fire and approached the bound victim, who did not wince as the hot coal almost seared his eyebrows. The Indian looked on in devilish glee, his lips moving in some uncouth sounds which Stanton thought an invocation to the bad Manitou, the spirit of evil. He nerved himself to bear any tortures which they might find it in their hearts to inflict upon him. Goldey approached his face nearer with the flaming brand, so that = very eyelashes were singed; but he held firm. “ Let me beg of you as a friend,” the tory said, evidently ill at ease in the work he had undertaken, “ to make the dis- Closure at once. It will be better for all concerned.” “T have nothing to say,” replied Stanton, setting his teeth hard. _ Goldey let the flaming torch drop on his bare shoulder, and held it there for a second, burning into the flesh. The victim set his teeth harder, and one of them was broken, but still. he uttered no cry. Goldey withdrew the torch and looked at him.in wonder. He had never seen such fortitude displayed, even among the Indians. Again and again the torch touched exposed portions of the manly chest and shoulders with a like result. Goldey threw the brand angrily down. “JT hope you have got enough of it,” he said, “ and are ready to comply with my just demand.” | “T am not ready,” was the response. “Go on with the torture ; and be sure you do your work well, villain that you are. Hor, if I live, and escape from your hands, I will hunt you down and kill you for this dark day’s work.” “JT will make a light day of it to you,” roared the ruffian, now thoroughly incensed. “ Bring more wood, Joe, and pile it up about him. We will see if he can Keep his temper through ¢hat trial.” Both men set to work and bitonyht wood from the forest, and built a pile about the body of the prisoner. Stanton _ gave himself up to his fate, for he saw that they intended to burn him alive. He called all his fortitude to his aid, and in stern silence awaited the coming doom. As Tom approached with a torch to light the pile, a rifle cracked suddenly, and the arm which bore the torch dropped to his side. A*fierce Oath broke from the lips of the scoundrel. , comiiclbooks.com