Beadle's Dime Novels No. 97: The Doomed Hunter — page 94: what you’re looking at

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My good. sir,” said Ralph, somewhat. sarcastically, “ all fe y 70 ar t ou se has been for nothing. I never committed this = 4 sed o} which you have seen fit to accuse me.” “That is your story for it; but itll want one or two wit- nesses to prove it.” ’ “J have the best witness in the world—the only one be- sides the murdérer who saw the blow struck, She will tell you who is the guilty one.” 3 “And who may this ‘ she’ happen to be ” demanded Ru- fus, perhaps suspecting the truth. —~ £. Ralph did not reply in words, but turned and motioned to Nancy, who had been an anxious witness of all that had transpired. The maiden came forward quickly, for she had feared some violence to her lover. As she gained his side: “ This is my witness !” Bp said, proudly. “ You can not ask for a better.” : “ , “ Young woman, we waite you to tell the truth about this matter,” said Rufus, who appeared somewhat crestfallen. “We want speshil jestice done, and the man that killed yer father shall suffer for it—no matter who he is. Now .don’t be afeard to tell the truth all out; ’cause weve spent our time jest to clear up this thing.” “Tam ready to tell you all I know,” replied. Nancy, with something of bitterness, as she thought of the injustice they had done to her lover. “ But it seems to me you would ye shown more of the spirit of gentlemen had you waited d evidence condemned, before you undertook to execute an innocent person. Shame upon you—you espe- cially, William Rufus; who seem to have been a master-spirit, - of the mob!” A All but the person ad heroic maiden’s words. smoothest of tones, began : “You see, Nancy, we have no lay away Heke. ‘and if we had them, nobody, reelly, to put.’em. in force, So we hed a meetin’ o’ the folks, and banded ourselves. for muteral pertec- shin—” “Is this a specimen of your protectio: 4 she taseu nies him to inquire. Peart “Wal, never mind, Miss Andrews,” he said j essed slunk back, abashed by the He pressed forward, and in the itated at the Wrecda as