The Southern Literary Messenger, Volume I., 1834-35Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Volume I., 1834-35
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American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
I had, it is true, no respect for him, and perhaps his death
could scarcely be deemed a calamity; but he was one of the great
family of man, and what right had I to sit in judgment on my fellow
creatures?
I found Drayton at home, standing at the front door, surveying the
ravages committed on his estate. He greeted me, and commenced a
harangue on the terrible phenomenon he had witnessed, which I cut
short by inquiring if Mr. Willis was within--"within! No he had not
seen him for several days." As briefly as I could, I then informed him
of Willis' passing me on the road, of the obvious danger he had
incurred, and requested he would accompany me with some of the
servants, with axes and other implements, that might be necessary in
prosecuting our search. He hastened to comply with {116} the request,
and we soon set forward with some dozen assistants. We commenced our
disagreeable undertaking, at the gate on the lower side of the
prostrate oak, which lay obliquely across the road, endeavoring every
now and then, to peep through the confused mass of tangled and
shattered boughs that lay in heaps about us. Presently, one of the
negroes uttered an exclamation, and pointing with both hands, cried
out that he saw a man under the tree. We immediately gathered around
him, and looking in the direction indicated, could perceive not only
the object he had discovered, but also the prostrate body of a horse.
There was now little doubt that Willis had here met his wretched fate.
The sun, which had come forth, was about an hour high, but we had
great difficulties to overcome before we could reach the spot, where
the body lay. One of the men was despatched to the house for further
assistance, and we soon had all the efficient laborers of the estate
at work; while the boys and women, whom curiosity brought there, were
employed in holding torches, for the evening shades had fallen, before
we got half through with our labor. At length, we succeeded in freeing
Willis's body from the superincumbent load that pressed upon it. Life
was totally extinct; his death had doubtless been instantaneous, for
his bones were broken in many places, and the scull driven in, until
its sides almost met. We hastily constructed a hand-barrow on which we
laid the mangled remains, and were about to move off, when one of the
boys came running to us from the wood on the opposite side to the
gate, and with terror in his looks, informed us there was another man
lying dead there. We hastened to the spot, which there was little
difficulty in reaching, for the individual lay just on the skirt of
the prostrate trees, and had probably been struck down by an upper
bough as it fell. His face was towards the ground, and his hands
outstretched. The back of the head had received a severe wound. We
gently turned the body over. My heart sunk within me and a faintness
came over my senses, as the light of the blazing torches revealed to
my view the pallid face of Heywood. I soon recovered, however, and
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