Beadle's Dime Novels No. 38: The Wrong Man — page 105: what you’re looking at

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2 STRUGGLE AND ITS RESULT. 107 three days, and as he glided toward the group with thy Indian tread, his soft, light moccasins had given no warning of his approach. The woodman rudely the stirrup-leather from the hands of the peddler, and comparing it with the corresponding one attached to saddle, turned to Sedley, and abruptly accused him of be- ing accessory to the murder of his brother. As he uttered in a boisterous voice, he grasped the old man by the collar, and called upon the peddler for assistance. “Hold off your hand !” cried Sedley, his face first flushing With crimson, and then fading to a pallid hue. “Ay, ay, hands off,” repeated the peddler, “and let’s in- quire a little further into this business.” But Hugh Overton—who was probably the originator of the now common Kentucky boast that he could “lick his weight in wild-cats,” and who really had pretensions in the way of Own bark. Overton, in his blind fury, pushed the old pow With such violence against this frail barrier that the elastic “sprung out to some distance beyond the edge of the bridge. The peddler saw the imminent danger in which they from his perilous situation, Sedley had unwittingly increased momentum given to his body—the pole bent and brittle ligaments which bound @he ends gave old man, in an aimless effort to save himself, Senn ruffian convulsively by the neck, both together om 4. 28S and crashing among the bushes which grew the sides of the deep abyss. One wild, shrill scream of ‘€fror burst from their lips as they descended—and 7 conmiclbooks.comn :