Pulp Fiction, 1870 · page 82 of 100
Beadle's Dime Novels No. 208: The Ocean Outlaw — page 82: what you’re looking at
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84 THE OCEAN OUTLAW. — ed on the ocean of eternity, and earth is fast disappearing below the horizon. Could the soul but be anuililated with the body I could face death—but that future. How can I meet.a just God, whose laws I lave so long placed at defiince? I cannot, dare not; yet I must; no escape, no hope, but to pass eternity among devils and lost spi-. rits.”’ “Oh! do not talk so, unless you would break my : heart,’’ said Ethel, in a voice half-choked with tears; ‘*but remember that He against whom yon have sinned stands ready to blot out every sin, and never turns away from the dying sinner. With your last breath seck a re- conciliation with your God, who is able and willing -to Baye.” 2 **Amen,” said Morton, fervently. Gray did not answer. His breath became slow and labored. He pressed the hand of Ethel. Tis lips movel fora moment. The clock tolled the hour of midnight; and, ‘as the sound of the last sjroke died away, he ceased to breathe. Weseck not to lift the veil that hides the future. Comichooksscom a ,*.