The men fell back and handled their pistols.

I heard two or three shots, and then he fell, never making another sound.
But for Johnson's forethought in sending a second boat load to the upper landing to get to the back of the house, you might have escaped with the warning and the delay he caused.

He was a brave man, and died like a soldier," continued the young man, softly.
"He saved my life at Cartagena, and when I caught the fever there, he nursed me at the risk of his own.

He was faithfulness itself.

He died as he would have liked to die, with his face to the enemy.