Darkness came on apace. It would be folly to attempt to prevent it, so we will let it come on apace.
CHAPTER III.—STARTLING REVELATIONS.
We will now suppose twenty-four hours to have passed Since the scenes narrated in the last chapter.
The gloaming is beginning to gloam.
It began to look as though if something were not done for Pumpkin Jim pretty previously, he would pass with a gentle, gliding movement up the flume.
He was growing fainter hour by hour, and the extreme torpidity of his liver, gave rise to grave apprehensions on the part of his gentle guardian.
His leg also gave him extreme pain and cause for uneasiness, to say the least. It had swollen to about the size of a flour barrel, and was still swelling as we go to press.
He opened his eyes with a low moan, and looked up into the limber sun-bonnet.