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Excerpt from Mr. Peters: A Novel
The judge, a lean, long man, sitting in a buggy, with a rifle across his knees, pointed out to the jury, who clustered in a wagon that had been unhorsed and deprived of its tilt, that this was not contradicted, and, what was still more im portant, that the prisoner could give no satisfactory ex planation in spite of the help given to him by their able and eloquent fellow-townsman, Mr. Joshua Buncombe. True, the prisoner, a tall, long-bearded Swiss from one of the Italian Cantons, could speak only his own language and a little French, but Mr. Buncombe translated for him and to him with a rapidity, a feverish fluency, which testified both to his powers and to his eager and anxious sympathy.
Whar did he git them hosses? Asked the judge, and the prisoner's answer, which was a long one, was evidently unsatisfactory to his friendly interpreter and advocate.
Speak up! A juryman told him. Say it as he says it, and don't stop to patch up, and this being evidently the popular feeling, Mr. Buncombe spoke.
Gentlemen, he says that he found them. On my honor, gentlemen, I believe him.
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Excerpt from Mr. Peters: A Novel
The judge, a lean, long man, sitting in a buggy, with a rifle across his knees, pointed out to the jury, who clustered in a wagon that had been unhorsed and deprived of its tilt, that this was not contradicted, and, what was still more im portant, that the prisoner could give no satisfactory ex planation in spite of the help given to him by their able and eloquent fellow-townsman, Mr. Joshua Buncombe. True, the prisoner, a tall, long-bearded Swiss from one of the Italian Cantons, could speak only his own language and a little French, but Mr. Buncombe translated for him and to him with a rapidity, a feverish fluency, which testified both to his powers and to his eager and anxious sympathy.
Whar did he git them hosses? Asked the judge, and the prisoner's answer, which was a long one, was evidently unsatisfactory to his friendly interpreter and advocate.
Speak up! A juryman told him. Say it as he says it, and don't stop to patch up, and this being evidently the popular feeling, Mr. Buncombe spoke.
Gentlemen, he says that he found them. On my honor, gentlemen, I believe him.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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