Then he stood up expecting to ask the time of day.

He made that movement just in time, for one of the men, pale with excitement, was taking deliberate aim at him with a musket.

Boyton yelled out a warning as the trigger was about to be pressed, and saved his life.

The river pirate was profuse in his apologies.
"Great etarnal jeehosophat, straanger; I wouldn't a shot yer 'fur two dollars an' a half, I wouldn't, by golly, fur I'm loaded bang up ter th' muzzle with slugs fur geese.

It were a narry escape fur me." When nearing the mouth of the Big Sandy river, which forms the boundary between West Virginia and Kentucky, Paul was met by the steamer Fashion, loaded with ladies and gentlemen, who gave him a hearty welcome to the shores of old Kentucky.