I remember I closed my eyes, an' fer a minute I thought of the strangest things, out of place there, such as you'd never dream would come to mind.

I saw the sage, an' runnin' hosses--an' thet's the beautfulest sight to me--an' I saw dim things in the dark, an' there was a kind of hummin' in my ears.

An' I remember distinctly--fer it was what made all these things whirl out of my mind an' opened my eyes--I remember distinctly it was the smell of gunpowder.
"The court had about adjourned fer thet judge.

He was on his knees, en' he wasn't prayin'.

He was gaspin' an' tryin' to press his big, floppin', crippled hands over his body.