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Updated: May 13, 2025
When the next letter came from Lahoma, Wilfred Compton and Bill Atkins hurried to the crevice in the mountain-top according to agreement. It was a cloudless afternoon, but at the farther end of the retreat the light of the lantern was necessary for its perusal. Brick Willock, who was there before them, read the letter in silence before handing it to the young man to read aloud.
It's this: Suppose we drop the subject till tomorrow it won't hurt any of us to sleep on it, and I know I'D enjoy another night with you, as in the old days." "I'm willing to sleep on it, out of friendship," Willock conceded unwillingly, "though I'd rest easier on a bed in the jail. There never was no bird more crazy to get into a cage than I am to be shut up.
Brick Willock stared at her in amazement. "Where'd you get that from?" "My name Lahoma Willock Red Feather tell me." He smoked in silence, puffing rapidly. Then "My name is Brick Willock. How came you to be named Lahoma Willock?" Lahoma suggested thoughtfully "All white people named Willock?" "There's a few," Willock shook his head, "with less agreeable names.
"If the Indians don't catch me at this business," said Willock, looking at the stove, "I'll get you too!" He believed it could be lowered between the stone lips of his cave-mouth, for it was the smallest stove he had ever seen, surely less than two feet in width. "I'll get you in," said the plunderer decidedly, "or something will be broke!"
This he might support by a close reasoning upon the preceding facts; but the testimony of his opponents furnished him with sufficient evidence. He could show, that wherever the slaves were treated better than ordinary, there was uniformly an increase in their number. Look at the estates of Mr. Willock, Mr. Ottley, Sir Ralph Payne, and others.
A stern voice was raised: "Let Brick Willock come do his own explaining. Bill Atkins knows where he's hiding out and we got to know. We've started in to be a law-abiding county, and that there warrant against Willock has got the right of way." "You've no warrant against Bill," cried Wilfred, stepping to the edge of the platform, "therefore you've violated the law in locking him up."
"Let it not be put in words," Bill persisted. "If a thing can't be expressed, words only mislead. I never knew any good to come of talking about smiles in eyes. There's nothing to it but misleading words." "Go on, Lahoma," said Willock encouragingly, "we're both staying with you, to see that you come out of this with flying colors. Just go ahead."
About nine o'clock, active preparations were made for the execution, and the soldiery mustered. Reverend padres in long black gowns, with meek countenances, passed the sentinels, intent on spiritual consolation, or the administration of the Blessed Sacrament. Lieutenant-Colonel Willock, commanding the military, ordered every American under arms.
Them is the tools I'm going to operate with." What are books?" Willock rubbed his bushy head in desperation. Why, they is just thoughts that somebody has ketched and put in a cage where they can't get away.
Red went outside and waited till his brother had drawn forth the quivering man, and Brick Willock had carried out the girl. Then he looked back into the room. "You fellows can stay in here," he said authoritatively. "What we've got to do ain't any easier with a lot of men standing about, looking on."
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