Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 2 (of 2)Bird, Robert Montgomery
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Sheppard Lee, Written by Himself. Vol. 2 (of 2)
Bird, Robert Montgomery
American fiction -- 19th century; Satire
As for me, the cause of all the alarm, I believe I was ten times
more frightened than any of the spectators, especially when I came
to recollect that I had just been hanged, and that I would, in all
probability, be hanged again, unless I now succeeded in making my
escape. As for the cause of my resuscitation, and the events that
accompanied it, I was then entirely ignorant of them; and, indeed,
I must confess I learned them afterward out of the newspapers. I
knew, however, that I had been hanged, and that I had been, by some
extraordinary means or other, brought to life again; and I perceived
that if I did not make my escape without delay, I should certainly be
recaptured by the returning doctors.
I ran towards the door, and then, for the first time, beheld that
unfortunate spectator who had fallen dead, as I mentioned before, and
lay upon the floor with his face turned up. I recollected him on the
instant, as being a young gentleman whom I had once or twice seen at
my late master's house. All that I knew of him was, that his name was
Megrim, that he was reputed to be very wealthy, and a great genius, or,
as some said, eccentric, and that he was admired by the ladies, and,
doubtless, because he _was_ a genius.
As I looked him in the face, I heard in the distance the uproar of
voices, which had succeeded the flight of the doctors, suddenly
burst out afresh, with the sound of returning footsteps; and a
loud bully-like voice, which I thought very much like that of the
under-turnkey at the prison--a man whom I had learned to fear--cried
out, "Let _me see_ your devil; for may I be cussed up hill and down
hill if I ever seed a bigger one than myself."
Horrible as was the voice, I was not dismayed. I saw at my feet a city
of refuge, into which my enemies could not pursue me. My escape was
within my own power.
"Master," said I, touching my head (for I had no hat) to the corpse,
"if it is all the same to you, I beg you'll let me take possession of
your body."
As I pronounced the words the translation was effected, and that so
rapidly, that just as I drew my first breath in the body of Mr. Megrim,
it was knocked out of me by the fall of my old one, which--I not
having taken the precaution to stand a little to one side--fell down
like a thunderbolt upon me, bruising me very considerably about the
precordia.
In this state, being half suffocated, and somewhat frightened, I was
picked up and carried away by my new friends, and put to bed, where,
having swallowed an anodyne, I fell directly sound asleep.
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