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"I left Judge Briscoe's, and est on the pike to a big tree It

rained, and I stepped under the tree for shelter There was a man on the

other side of the fence It was Bob Skillett He was carrying his gown and

hood--I suppose it was that--on his arm Then I sao others a little

farther east, in the middle of the road; and I think they had followed me

froalia on, as

all the rest had,--there was plenty of lightning to see The two in the

road were sih the

eye-holes in their hoods I knew there were others--plenty--but I thought

they were coet hoh for entlemen; and one fell down

as I went by hiot his

hood off his face for it--I stopped long enough--and it was Force Johnson

I know him well Then I ran, and they followed A little ahead of ht of the through, so I jumped the fence to cut across the fields, and I lit