Pulp Fiction, 1867 · page 96 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 139: The Border Foes — page 96: what you’re looking at
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Fear ee: : a a “/* Ce bas —_ S. re — = *"—< — ne ee m " = 98 . THE BORDER FOES is ms (eS ™ T reckon 60. He was when I saw him last. I ran away & _ from there, but he wouldn’t try it.” “ Did you see Kate ?” “ Yes ; I left her there, trying to coax the old man away.” “T must hurry home,” said George. “Take good care of your cousin and the little one, Will AUee, and perhaps this trouble may all be settled.” When George Ryeburn reached his home, the first object that attracted his attention was Kate Atlee, to whom Wilson, having succeeded in restoring her, was relating what had hap- pened since she was struck down. As she came forward to meet her lover, they both found cause for grief, for the bodies of Simon Atlee and Jacob Rye- burn were laid upon the grass together, and the mother and sister of George were mourning over the remains of their husband and father. Kate was scowled upon at first, but George briefly explained what her own trouble had been, and she was permitted to mingle her tears with those of the mother ‘and sister of ber - lover. When Mrs. Ryeburn perceived who she was, she shuddered and drew back, as if she would avoid contact with her. “ She did not do it, mother,” whispered Alice, as she put_ her arm around Kate's neck. “ She has suffered as much as we have, for she narrowly escaped being murdered, with her _ cousin and her little brother, while her people were here.” Mrs. Ryeburn was melted, and folded Kate in her arms,sa ~ a fellow-sufferer and mourner. ¢ | “Tt is too late to wish that this might have been avoided,” _ Baid Kate, as she gazed at the two bodies. “We can only pray _ that their quarrels and hatreds may be buried with them, aud may no more be heard of.” “Amen!” responded Mrs. Ryeburn and Alice, most heart- 3 __ lly, and thereafter they had reason to kuow that their prayers bc bad been heard and answered. ‘The funeral of Jacob Ryebygp took place on the Sabbath ie after his death, and was largely attended. On the same day —— Atlee was quietly laid in a grave near his house, with