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"As I says, 'tis queer haow picters sets ye thinkin'. D'ye know, young Sir, I'm right sot on this un here. Arter I got the book off Eb I uster look at it a lot, especial when I'd heerd Passon Clark rant o' Sundays in his big wig. AS I SAYS TIS QUEER HOW PICTURES SET YOU THINKING YOU KNOW YOUNG SIR I'M RIGHT SOT ON THIS UN HERE AFTER I'D GOT THE BOOK OFF EBB I USED TO LOOK AT IT A LOT ESPECIAL WHEN I'D HEERD PASS'N CLARK RAN TO SUNDAYS IN HIS BIG WIG
 slayin’—like them Midianites was slew—I kinder think things, but I ain’t got no picter of it. Here a body kin see all they is to it—I s’pose ’tis sinful, but ain’t we all born an’ livin’ in sin?—Thet feller bein’ chopped up gives me a tickle every time I look at ’im—I hev ta keep lookin’ at ’im—see whar the butcher cut off his feet? Thar’s his head on thet bench, with one arm side of it, an’ t’other arm’s on the graound side o’ the meat block.” As the man mumbled on in his shocking ecstasy the expression on his hairy, spectacled face became indescribable, but his voice sank rather than mounted. My own sensations can scarcely be recorded. All the terror I had dimly felt before rushed upon me actively and vividly, and I knew that I loathed the ancient and abhorrent creature so near me with an infinite intensity. His madness, or at least his partial perversion, seemed beyond dispute. He was almost whispering now, with a huskiness more terrible than a scream, and I trembled as I listened. READ IN SCRIPTURE ABOUT SLAYIN LIKE THEM MIDIONITES WAS SLEW I KIND ER THINK THINGS BUT I AIN'T GOT NO PICTURE OF IT HERE A BODY CAN SEE ALL THEY IS TO IT I SUPPOSE TIS SINFUL BUT AIN'T WE ALL BORN AND LIVIN IN SIN THAT FELLER BEIN CHOPPED UP GIVES ME A TICKLE EVERY TIME I LOOK AT EM I HAVE TO KEEP LOOKIN AT EM SEE WHERE THE BUTCHER CUT OFF HIS FEET THERE'S THE HEAD ON THAT BENCH WITH ONE ARM SIDE OF IT AND TO OTHER ARMS ON THE GROUND SIDE OF THE MEAT BLOCK AS THE MAN MUMBLED ON IN HIS SHOCKING ECSTASY THE EXPRESSION ON HIS HAIRY BESPECKLED FACE BECAME INDESCRIBABLE BUT HIS VOICE SANK RATHER THAN MOUNTED MY OWN SENSATIONS CAN SCARCELY BE RECORDED ALL THE TERROR I HAD DIMLY FELT BEFORE RUSHED UPON ME ACTIVELY AND VIVIDLY AND I KNEW THAT I LOATHED THE ANCIENT AND ABHORRENT CREATURE SO NEAR ME WITH AN INFINITE INTENSITY HIS MADNESS OR AT LEAST HIS PARTIAL PERVERSION SEEMED BEYOND DISPUTE HE WAS ALMOST WHISPERING NOW WITH A HUSKINESS MORE TERRIBLE THAN A SCREAM AND I TREMBLED AS I LISTENED
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