The Happy Family by B. M. Bower
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spots something horrible.
"I don't know what got the matter uh me, then; I couldn't do anything but sit there on my rock and watch through the glasses. Anyway, while they looked close enough to hit with a rock, they was off a mile or more. So while I could see it all I couldn't do nothing to prevent. I couldn't even hear number one yell--supposing he done any hollering, which the chances is he did a plenty. It was for all the world like one uh these moving pictures. "I thought it was going to be a case uh dragging to death, but it wasn't; it looked to me a heap worse. Number two dragged his man a ways--I reckon till he was plumb helpless--and then he pulled up and rode back to where he laid. The fellow tried to get up, and did get partly on his knees--and number one standing over him, watching. "What passed I don't know, not having my hearing magnified like my sight was. I framed it up that number two was getting his past, present and future read out to him--what I'd call a free life reading. The rope was pinning his arms down to his sides, and number two was taking blamed good care there wasn't any slack, so fast as he tried to get up he was yanked back. From first to last he never had a ghost of a show. "Then number two reaches back deliberate and draws his gun and commences shooting, and I commences hollering for him to quit it--and me a mile off and can't do nothing! I tell yuh right now, that was about the worst deal I ever went up against, to set there on that pinnacle and watch murder done in cold blood, and me plumb helpless. |
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