Pulp Fiction, 1862 · page 107 of 120
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AK EXPLOSION. 108 CHAPTER XIV. LIFE’S CLOSING SCENE. “ After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.” —Brron. Tue bodies were found but a few feet from each other, ‘Tuelly bruised and torn. Their embrace had been sundered in the descent, but fragments of the hunter’s garments, still held in the clenched fingers of Sediey, attested the convulsive tenacity of his gripe. From Overton’s body all appearance had departed. The old man ‘was also insensible, but some signs of life, and after a little time opened his appeared to have some vague glimmerings of con- His mind seemed to be running on his niece, e he mumbled faintly, and it was thought, from the some incoherent phrases that fell from his lips, that himself descending the river with her in a boat. tants of Adrianopolis generally entertained a great respect for Enoch Sedley, and this was partly shown in the sympathy they expressed for his present fate, and the readiness .8nd gentleness with which they raised his lacerated body the earth, and bore it toward the town. They were yet ©n their way, and had reached within a quarter of a mile of . the Dlock-house, when a near and loud explosion—so loud that it was heard for fifty miles down the Ohio—burst upon by ears; the ground rocked beneath their feet as if heaved &n earthquake. Some of the group were thrown to the pm ers fell down in terror—and all turned their eyes 8mazement to the block-house, whence the deafening shock A vivid gush of fire ascended from it in a huge inyerteg cone to the clouds, and massy fragments of the build- Ok logs, rafters, stones,—were performing high curves through - » Which was reddened for miles around by the intense and tokigous blaze. While the terrified spectators were still shan = in blank amazement upon the scene, an enormous : _Of timber, scorched and blackened by the flames, fell Tonge *© the earth but a few feet before them, and with such that it was driven nearly half its length into the soil. commclbooks.ccorn) ;