But we hated him and them so bad, that we could not give them the poor satisfaction of scaring us.

Only one of our party attempted to slide down, but the moment we swore at him he came back and took his seat with folded arms alongside of us.

Barrett gave the order to fire, and the bullets shrieked aver our heads, fortunately not hitting anybody.

We responded with yells of derision, and the worst abuse we could think of.
Coming down after awhile, I walked to the now open gate, and looped through it over the barren fields to the dense woods a mile away, and a wild desire to run off took possession of me.

It seemed as if I could not resist it.