Beadle's Dime Novels No. 38: The Wrong Man — page 51: what you’re looking at

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THE. SECRET DISCLOSED. 58 wood, when Enuch Sedley came trotting along on his irn toward his cabin. His horse seemed something jaded, the face of its rider, as dimly revealed in the obscure light, ed a fatigued and dissatisfied expression, as if the object of his ride had not resulted to his wishes. Such an inference might also haye been drawn from the balf-uttered phrases Which now and then fell frota his lips, as he urged the horse forward with chose impatiert exclamativas which belated trayelers are wont to use. He had reachtu eithin a mile of his abode, and had broken the animal frow. 1s hard trot inte that artificial and more pleasant gait cabra tacking, when a turn in the road brought him in sight o¢ « pedestrian, who was staggering along at a little distance before him. He came up with him as the latter was beginning to climb a hill, the steepness of which obliged the horseman also to slacken his pace. “Is it you, Sawyer ?” said the old man, as he recognized the figure. “Why, Overton told me you were going with him as patron,* on his trip to New Orleans.” “ So I am,” answered the boatman, in a thick, foggy voice, that showed he had been drinking. “ But he was anxious to get under way, as the river is fallins 80 fast, and meant to set off before sunset.” ., So he did, I reckon,” replied the boatman. , Zhen you do not go with him ?” If you mean to overtake the boat, you will need to walk a than you are doing at present,” said the old man, in a “ Leave me alone for that,” rejoined the other. “I know _ ‘The ridge road over the bluffs to the Round Mat place ; for you see, twixt you and me (but it’s a + Fel) that’s where she’s to wait for sulky Ned to come Do you a Mean Edward Overton ?” demanded the old man, gould I me, we I mean Ned Overton—who the devil else Pe wn acid with weekends ivieviave'tdiel yet a conniclbookks.conn