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
I saw that he designed seizing me, and being myself as much overcome
with fear as the others, I made a bolt for the door, knocking down my
friend Tibbikens and half a dozen other retreating spectators as I left
it, darted into the air, and in a moment was flying out of the village
on the wings of the wind.
I had a double cause for terror; for, first, before I had got twenty
steps from the exhibition-room (for my Roman garments were in the way
of my legs, and I did not run so fast as I managed to do afterward),
I heard certain furious voices cry from the room--"It is all a cheat!
the mummy was a living man! let us Lynch him and the doctor!" and,
secondly, I could also hear, close at my heels, the voice of the doctor
himself, who had escaped close behind me, eagerly vociferating, "Stop
my mummy, and I will pay twenty dollare! stop my mummy!"--by both which
noises it was made apparent that I was in danger of being Lynched, or
subjected to a second process of mummification.
Nerved therefore by my fears, I gathered the skirts of my toga about my
arms, and fled with all my might, blessing my stars that I had at last
recovered that mortal tenement, which, with all its troubles, I was now
convinced was the best for my purposes in the whole world.
BOOK VIII.
CONTAINING THE CONCLUSION OF THE HISTORY.
1. CHAPTER I.
SHEPPARD LEE FLIES FROM THE GERMAN DOCTOR, AND FINDS HIMSELF AGAIN IN
NEW-JERSEY.
The faster I fled, the faster it seemed to me I was followed by the
German doctor, who, I have always believed, was driven crazy by the
sudden loss of his beloved mummy, and who, I had therefore the greatest
reason to fear, would, if he succeeded in retaking me, be content with
nothing short of clapping me again into his glass case, were it even
a needful preliminary, as, in truth, it must have been, to kill and
embalm me over again. And indeed I think the reader will allow, that
the fact of his following me three days and three nights, still calling
me a mummy, charging everybody he met to stop me, and persisting to
claim me as his property, even after I had got among my own friends,
was a proof not only of insanity, but of a desperate determination to
rob me of life and liberty.
Of this determination on his part I was myself so strongly persuaded,
and, in consequence, so overcome by terror, that I am inclined to think
I was for a time nearly as mad as himself; and I fled from before him
with a speed which the reader can only conceive when I tell him, that
I ran from the scene of my transformation on the banks of the Potomac
to my native village in New-Jersey, a distance which I estimate at full
one hundred and eighty miles, in the short space of three days and
three nights, during which period I rested but once, and that on the
second night, when, being very faint and weary, I lay down on the earth
and slept two hours.
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