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And Burley started to his feet one morning, and exclaimed, "My own thoughts! my very words! Who the devil is this pamphleteer?" Leonard took the newspaper from Burley's hand. The most flattering encomiums preceded the extracts, and the extracts were as stereotypes of Burley's talk. "Can you doubt the author?" cried Leonard, in deep disgust and ingenuous scorn.
Heaven forbid!" cried Leonard, revealing his surprise at the name. "Amen! But what do you know of him? "Leonard related the story of Burley's pamphlet." Harley seemed delighted to hear his suspicions of Randal confirmed. "The paltry pretender; and yet I fancied that he might be formidable! However, we must dismiss him for the present, we are approaching Madame di Negra's house.
"I held that election would be an indorsement of me, and defeat would be a censure. After all, it is the indorsement of those about our own home that we desire. "The night before the election I spoke to a crowd at Burley's Fork. The place had changed since Halloway checked Absalom Turnell there. A large crowd was in attendance.
Suddenly, in the midst of his revery, a loud cry broke on his ear. He shuddered as he heard, and hastened forebodingly into the adjoining room. The old woman was kneeling by the bedside, and chafing Burley's hand, eagerly looking into his face. A glance sufficed to Leonard. All was over. Burley had died in sleep, calmly, and without a groan.
A crowd had gathered about them and was increasing rapidly. They had been fighting for half a moment around the fire when Solomon broke the blade of his adversary. The latter drew his pistol! Before he could raise it Solomon had fired his own weapon. Burley's pistol dropped on the ground. Instantly its owner reeled and fell beside it.
So, since he had known the wit, his business had fallen from him, and he had passed through the Bankrupt Court. A very shabby-looking dog he was, indeed, and his nose was redder than Burley's. John made a drunken dash at poor Helen. "So you are the Pentheus in petticoats who defies Bacchus," cried he; and therewith he roared out a verse from Euripides. Helen ran away, and Leonard interposed.
But come and shake hands with Burley's tamer, and encourage the youngster with your patronage."
They proceeded, on Burley's motion, to divide among themselves the command of the men who had assembled, and whose numbers were daily increasing.
But so struck, meanwhile, was our unheeded and silent listener with Burley's power of generalization and the wide surface over which his information extended, that when Randal left the room the boy looked at the slovenly, purposeless man, and said aloud, "True; knowledge is not power." "Certainly not," said Burley, dryly, "the weakest thing in the world."
You know the feller I mean Pete Burley; he never trembled when a feller hailed him." We let the ruffian for his last words convinced me: that he had visited us for no good go on. The snake had, inch by inch, moved its location, and was partly concealed from the sight of Burley's friend by a barrel.
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