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Title: Pen and pencil pictures
Year: 1857 (1850s)
Authors: Hood, Tom, 1835-1874
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Publisher: London
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Keziah fancied he detected astrong smack of sulphureous vapour. The same night, Keziah, sitting by his fire, dozedoff into a quiet sleep—for the last two nights hadbeen too troubled to give him any real rest. Hewoke with a start as the clock struck twelve; thecandle had burnt down into its socket, and the lastcurl of smoke was ascending from the wick : but themoon was shining brightly, and Keziah had justmade up his mind for economical reasons toretire to bed by its light, when he saw a strangeblack shadow projected on the blind. He coulddistinguish a head, and from it rose two —what?Heaven help the poor lost creature, surely they werenot horns ! The door rattled—the latch clicked, and abovethe loud beating of his own heart, Keziah couldhear the breathing of that fearful visitant! Heremembered that, contrary to his usual custom, hehad forgotten to slide the bolt; the Devil—it couldbe none but he —would enter and carry him offbodily! Shaking in every limb, his heart thumping
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(to pace page 127. FOOTPRINTS. 1£7 like a sledge-hammer, he tottered across the floor; there might yet be time to shoot the bolt \But barely had he got half way, when the doorburst open, and with a loud yell, Keziah Bennetfell faintiug at the feet of—an ass ! Yes, gentle reader, the mysterious marks were thefootprints of a little orphan jackass, that had beenaccustomed every night to regale himself onKeziahs brocoli, but as no snow had fallen beforeChristmas day, his former visits were unnoticed. Theprojecting thatch had protected the marks round thehouse under the eaves, while the prints withouthad been obliterated by succeeding falls, and as theweather was particularly calm, there was no windto make the snow drift. The fact of the stockings being nnfolded andlaid on the table is as easily explained. Old PollyDraggle one of the village crones saw, as she wentby, the parcel lying at Keziahs door. She carriedit in, and- seeing the clerk, as she supposed, in adrunken doze, she satisf

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