I felt some assurance that although the boy might give the alarm, my captor could not leave the team until it was in the barn.

I heard the horses' feet on the barn-floor, just as I leaped the fence, and darted into the wood.
The sun was now quite down behind the western horizon, and just at this time a heavy dark curtain of clouds was let down, which seemed to usher in haste the night shade.

I have never before or since seen anything which seemed to me to compare in sublimity with the spreading of the night shades at the close of that day.

My reflections upon the events of that day, and upon the close of it, since I became acquainted with the Bible, have frequently brought to my mind that beautiful passage in the Book of Job, "He holdeth back the face of His throne, and spreadeth a cloud before it." Before I proceed to the critical events and final deliverance of the next chapter, I cannot forbear to pause a moment here for reflection.

The reader may well imagine how the events of the past day affected my mind.
You have seen what was done to me; you have heard what was said to me--you have also seen what I have done, and heard what I have said.