And once durin' the last day's hunt for the murderer, who wuz hidin'
round somewhere--it wuz spozed in the woods--I see as I looked out of my
kitchen winder, at a party headed for our swamp, one man fur more
ferocious actin' than any I had seen; he wuz a-hollerin' wilder, and he
carried a fur longer rope.

And I asked my companion who that man wuz that acted madder and fur more
fiercer than any of the rest and more anxious to git holt of the
escapin' man, so he could be hung up to once to the highest tree that
could be found.

I hearn him say that right out of my own kitchen winder--I hearn him
say--

"We won't wait for no law; if we only ketch him we will hang him up so
high that the buzzards can't git him."

And then he yelled out savage and fierce and started off on a run for
the swamp, the rest of the men applaudin' him up high, and follerin' on
after him.

And Josiah told me that wuz the saloon-keeper up to Zoar.

Sez I, "The very man that sold that poor sinner the licker on that
night?"

"Yes," sez Josiah.

"Wall," sez I, "the rope ort to be used on his own neck."