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Title: With Lyon in Missouri
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Dunn, Byron A. (Byron Archibald), 1842-1926 R.R. Donnelley and Sons Company. prt De Lay, H. S
Subjects: United States -- History Civil War, 1861-1865 Fiction
Publisher: Chicago : A.C. McClurg & Co.
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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head of half a dozen men,bearing down on them. The sword of the Lord and of Gideon!shouted Brown, as he flourished an old sabre abovehis head, and came down on them like a thunderbolt. With yells of terror, the Missourians sprang fortheir horses, and with whip and spur urged them totheir highest speed. Ketcham lingered a moment too long. Hell andfuries! you shall not escape, he yelled; and snatch-ing a pistol from his belt, he pressed the muzzleagainst the breast of Mr. Middleton, fired, andturned to flee. But as he turned there was a reportof another pistol, and he fell doubled up in a heap. The smoking revolver dropped from the hand ofLawrence, for it was he who fired the shot, and witha cry of anguish, he flung himself on the body ofhis father. To him the dead raider was nothing.He hardly realized what he had done. He only feltthat his father was dead or dying. Father! Father! speak to me, he cried inpiteous accents. Its I; its Lawrence. The dying man opened his eyes, saw Lawrence
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As he turned there was a report of another pistol THE X air L; ASlVk LK -V ANDT1U>» - POi. NHAT1UNSB L WHAT A DAY BROUGHT FORTH 85 bending over him, smiled, and feebly raised hisarms as if to embrace him. The blood was wellingup from a great wound in the breast. Kind hands picked him up, carried him into thehouse, and placed him on a bed. They tried to ex-amine the wound; but he whispered, No, you cando no good. I have but a short time to live. Leaveme alone with my son. I must speak to him beforeI die. I have that which I must say to him/ Softly, and with bowed heads, all went out, andleft father and son alone. CHAPTER VI THE DYING REQUEST M Y poor boy, faintly said Mr. Middleton, listen closely to what I have to say, forsoon you will have no father. You must not die; I cannot let you die; if youdie I want to die, too, cried the boy in an agonyof grief, and it seemed as if his sobs would chokehim. Lawrence, control yourself. If not, I shall passaway before I say to you what I wis

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