A Knight of the Cumberland by John Fox
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suddenly. There was no face under
that helmet--the Hon. Sam's knight was MASKED and the Hon. Sam slapped his thigh with delight. ``Bully--bully! I never thought of it --I never thought of it--bully!'' This was thrilling, indeed--but there was more; the strange knight's body was cased in a flexible suit of glistening mail, his spear point, when he raised it on high, shone like silver, and he came on like a radiant star--on the Hon. Sam's charger, white-bridled, with long mane and tail and black from tip of nose to tip of that tail as midnight. The Hon. Sam was certainly doing it well. At a slow walk the stranger drew alongside of Marston and turned his spear point downward. ``Gawd!'' said an old darky. ``Ku- klux done come again.'' And, indeed, it looked like a Ku-klux mask, white, dropping below the chin, and with eye- holes through which gleamed two bright fires. The eyes of Buck and Mollie were turned from Marston at last, and open- |
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