Beadle's Dime Novels No. 139: The Border Foes — page 7: what you’re looking at

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THE BORDER FORKS. CHAPTER I. DARENESS AND PRESENTIMENTS. “ WE may as well give it up, George,” said Walter Wilson, as he looked wistfully ahead into the growing darkness, “ Our horses are nearly worn out, and the darkness is coming down upon us like a blanket.” “Tam afraid we must,” replied George Ryeburn, “ thongh I hate it mightily. It seems so hard, when we have tried our best to finish the journey to-day, to be obliged to stop almost within sight of our homes.” “Tt is hard, indeed, George, but it must beso, and it is better to submit cheerfully to what can’t be helped than to _ gramble about it. I know that the old folks are looking for — me, and I had fully expected to be with them to-night.” . “For my part, I was very anxious to reach home to-night, and I would make a strong push for it now, if it were possi- ____ ble to cross the river in the darkness. I can not account fot it, Walter, but I have had, during last night and to-day, a strange feeling of anxiety and dread, which has been quite oppressive to me. I have had a strong presentiment that I am needed at home; that something terrible is going to hap- ~ pen; that the family are in danger. I have tried to shake _ Off this feeling, but it clings to me ané grows upon me. Do = you believe in presentiments, Walter ?” _ “T must confess that I do, and I am not ashamed of it. While you have such a feeling, 1 would not rest to-rizht until =~ I cxald see you safe at home, if it were possible to get there; but it is entirely out of the question. I had a similar pre- _ Sentiment when my wife was murdered. I was sixty miles _ from home when I was seized by it, and I rede like a mad- man, killing my horse, but I reached home just in time to See my cabin in flames, and to take the body of my dear So agape I ought to believe in presentiments.” > os My Thy x ;