The Call of the Cumberlands

The Call of the Cumberlands Excerpt the evil glint in Tamarack s blood shot eyes He took one slow step forward and held out his arms Will ye come ter me he commanded or shall I come an git ye The girl s fingers at that instant

  • Title: The Call of the Cumberlands
  • Author: Charles Neville Buck
  • ISBN: 9781153696739
  • Page: 229
  • Format: Paperback
  • Excerpt the evil glint in Tamarack s blood shot eyes He took one slow step forward, and held out his arms Will ye come ter me he commanded, or shall I come an git ye The girl s fingers at that instant fell against something cooling and metallic It was Samson s rifle With a sudden cry of restored confidence and a dangerous up leaping of light in her eyes, shExcerpt the evil glint in Tamarack s blood shot eyes He took one slow step forward, and held out his arms Will ye come ter me he commanded, or shall I come an git ye The girl s fingers at that instant fell against something cooling and metallic It was Samson s rifle With a sudden cry of restored confidence and a dangerous up leaping of light in her eyes, she seized and cocked it CHAPTER XVI The girl stepped forward, and held the weapon finger on trigger, close to her cousin s chest Ye lies, Tam rack, she said, in a very low and steady voice a voice that could not be mistaken, a voice relentlessly resolute and purposeful Ye lies like ye always lies Yore heart s black an dirty Ye re a murderer an a coward Samson s a comin back ter me I m a goin ter be Samson s wife The tensity of her earnestness might have told a subtler psychologist than Tamarack that she was endeavoring to convince herself He hain t never run away He s hyar in this room right now The mountaineer started, and cast an apprehensive glance about him The girl laughed, with a deeply bitter note, then she went on Oh, you can t see him, Tam rack Ye mout hunt all night, but wharever I be, Samson s thar, too I hain t nothin but a part of Samson an I m mighty nigh ter killin ye this minute he d do hit, I reckon Come on now, Sally, urged the man, ingratiatingly He was thoroughly cowed, seeking compromise A fool woman with a gun every one knew it was a dangerous combination, and, except for himself, no South had ever been a coward He knew a certain glitter in their eyes He knew it was apt to presage death, and this girl, trembling in her knees but holding that muzzle against his chest so unwaveringly, as steady as granite, had it in her pupils Her voice held an inexorable monotony suggestive of tolling bells She was not the Sally he had known before, but a new Sally, acting under a quiet sort of exaltation, capable of anything He knew that,

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    1. I don't know if I liked this or not. Parts of my loved the mountain theme but then I really hate feuding. And the I wasn't into the city parts. I'm not very interested in the uper class city dwellers version of feuding/assignation. PG Some shooting, drinking and murdering.

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