Beadle's Dime Novels No. 47: Tim Bumble's Charge — page 53: what you’re looking at

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A FEARFUL RIDE. . 51 lashed the horse, not sparing me, shouted in his ears, thrust their knives into him, and with shouts that sounded like thunder, turned him loose. The poor animal with the poor wretch upon him, dashed into the thickest of the woods. The horse, feeling hig unusual burden and frantic to rid himself, took his way among the tangled undergrowth, bruising me at every step, throwing me against projecting branches, rearing, ; plunging, uttering the wildest cries of terror. 1 longed and ¥ prayed for death. I raved and sent up my cries of anguish with his. Sometimes I laid insensible, and then a dreadtul blow would bring me to agonizing consciousness. I knew death would come at lasf, but oh! the awful uncertainty ! the sufferings that permeated every bone, nerve, sinew. I can describe nothing like it. It is too dreadful to recall, too frightful to portray.” The old man shuddered as he held his hand before his eyes as if to shut out a fearful spectacle. The young creature before him shuddered too, and tenderly took his hand y own. Coraline was occupied in watching Harrison w = . nearer the light than she did. “If he betrays any unusual excitement,” she thdught, as the story progressed, “ I tre r for my future. If not—then, heaven be thanked, I fear.” Harrison’s eye had indeed lighted more th res Le became exhausted. What prevented him from rolling o . and» crushing me, heaven only knows. I was dying with _ hunger, sore in every inch of my body, longing only that 3 , death might put an end to my sufferings, partly conscious— % just alive, that was all—I seemed to know that my breath was nearly.gone and wished to make no effort ty retain it. Then there came a long silence—a great blank—and how long after | know not, I found myself lying on a bed in a log-hut, and an angel-faced girl bending over me. ns “* He has opened his eyes, mother,’ were the first words 1 heard, and then all was a blank again, It seems the sagucity of the horse ad led Lim to the first habitation after h ‘ thoronghly subdued. -It proved to belong to an eastern fam ily They treated me with the greatest care, the tenderest _ “ Well,” continued grandfather Reynolds, “ the ae = 5 concbooks.com : a ,