The Illegal Marriage — page 29: what you’re looking at

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THE ILLEGAL MARRIAGE. 21 Two men were standing upon the porch, and ran out to meet him, alarmed at his disordered con- dition. “For Heaven’s sake, colonel, what is the matter?” “Are you hurt?” “Come quick!” he answered both, “get some of the boys, and come on at once!” “But what is if? Blood!” said one, pointing to his shirt-front. “Are you hurt, colonel?” “No, no, not me—Trippe is murdered !” “Murdered!” exclaimed both in a voice, springing’ away quickly enough now to give the alarm. “Come quick!” Stannard called after them. “Come to the creek. We may save him yet!” The hope of saving him made them fly now, and in five minutes a large party of whites and blacks were running down the road. Stannard was again bending over the body when they came up, and gathered round in silence. “IT found him so,” Stannard began, pointing to the position, “his feet over there in the water, and his head down upon that knot.” “His horse may have shied and throw’d him. Thar’s no signs of a fight here.” “Probably you are right, Barton; wonder what could have started him there?” “Anything or nothing. The devil’s in that beast anyway. Aiken, thar, heered me tell the doctor ony t’other day that that horse would be the death of him. Don’t you remember, Ira, what I said?” “Ves; you said you knew him of old, and——” “And I told him about the brute’s throwing a man agin the curbstone in Macon, killin’ him ’s dead ’s a door-nail.” (Elo) Eomicbooks