Pulp Fiction, 1881 · page 43 of 107
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THE SECRET DISCLOSED. & CHAPTER YVI1.- THE PURSUIT AND ITS TRAGEDY. a He stops near his bower~-his eye perceives os. Strange traces along the ground— : - At once to the earth his burden he heaves, F He breaks through the vail of boughs and leavie And gains its door with a bouud.—Bryant, ‘fae zun had set behind the range of hills that lined tha western horizon, and the shades of night, hastened in its ad- --¥ance by the deep foliage of the overarching trees, had begun to settle upon the unfrequented road that wound through the woud, when Enoch Sedley came trotting along on his return’ toward his cabin. His horse seemed something jaded, and the face of its rider, as dimly revealed in the obscure light, showed a faticued and dissatisfied expression, as if the object of his ride had not resulted to his wishes. Such an inference might also ee: have been drawn from the half-uttered phrases which now and "3 then fell from his lips, as he urged the horse forward with those _ impatient exclamations which belated travelers are wont to use. _ He reached within a mile of his abode, and had broken the ani- _ mal from its hard trot into that artificial and more pleasant gait _ ealled racking, when a turn in the road brought him in sight of saa = bedesizian, who was Staggering along at a little distance be- fore him. He came up with him as the latter was beginning to climb a bill, the steepness of which obliged the horseman also to slacken his pace. _ _ “Ts it you, Sawyer?” said the old man, as he recognized the figare. “ Why, Overton told me you were going with him as ___—s*(patron,* on his trip to New Orleans.” - “SoI am,” answered ‘the boatman, in a thick, foggy voice, _ that showed he had been drinking. ‘= 1 “ But he was anxious to under way, as the river is falling # fast, and meant to set off before-sunset.” _ *8§o he did, I reckon,” replied the boatman, “Then you do not go with him?” - “¥es I do, though. _ “Jf you mean to overtake the boat, you will need to walk than you are doing at present,” said the old man, ina _. QZeave me alone for that,” rejoined the other. “I know _ whatI know. The ridge road over the bluffs to the Round _ _ Bend is as sieaigut as a loon’s leg. I shall come up with the _ a, we Sam: