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went  back  to  his  comrades,  who  were  all  calling  to  him  to
                         come  along,  and  were  accusing  him  of  trying  to  lake  up  the
                         time  until  the  relief  came,  because  he was  ahead;  and did  not
                         want  lo  play  more  and give them  a  chance  to  win  the  horse
                         back

                             Jack  lay  still  for  a  minute,  and  then  took a peep  at  the
                         men,  who  were  all  busily  playing.    Then  he  crept  up.    As
                         soon  as he  was  out  of sight,  he  sprung  to  his  feet  and  walked
                         boldly  up  to  the  horse,  caught  him  by  the  Lit,  and  with  a
                         stroke  of  his  knife  cut  the  rope  almost  in  two  close  up  to  his

                         head.    Then  he  climbed  up  on  him,  gathered  up  the  reins,
                         fixed  his  feet  in  the  stirrup  leathers,  bent  over,  and  with a
                         single  stroke  cut  the  rope  and  turned  him  toward  the  bridge.
                         The  horse  began  to  rear  and  jump.  Jack  heard the men stop

                         talking,  and  one  of them say,  "T h at  horse  is  loose   another
                         one  said,  “ I'll  go and see   another saidt  "  There’s  the relief."
                         Jack  looked  over  his  shoulder.      There  came  a  half-dozen
                         men  on  horses.     There  was  no  time  to  lose.     Lifting  his
                         switch  above  his  head,  Jack  struck  the  horse a  lick with all his
                         might,  and  with  a  bound which  nearly  threw  jack  out  of  his

                         seat,  he  dashed  out  into  the  moonlight  straight  for the  road,
                         " He's  loose 1  there's  a man  on  him ! " shouted  the men, spring­
                         ing  to  their  feet,   jack  leaned  forward  on  his  neck  and  gave
                         him  the  switch  just as  a  volley  was  fired  at  him.   Pop,  pop,

                         popT  pop  went  the  pistols;  and  the bails  flew  whistling about
                         jack’s  head  :  but  he  was  leaning  far  forward,  and  was  un­
                         touched,    Under  the  lash  the  horse  went  flying  down  the
                         path  across  the  little  field.
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