Wednesday, November 9, 2016

His terror rose to desperation; he rained a shower of kicks and blows upon Gunpowder, hoping , by a sudden movement, to give his companion the slip-but the specter started full jump with him. Away then they dashed, through thick and thin, stones flying and sparks flashing at every bound.Ichabod's flimsy garments fluttered in the air as he stretched his long body away over his horse's head, in the eagerness of his flight.

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