Mr. Hubbard said, "After you go I will do some writing and will
write a letter to Mrs. Hubbard."
Mr. Hubbard took his pistol off from his belt and gave me to take
along. He also handed me his knife and told me to leave the
crooked knife I had to him. I didn't want to take his pistol. I
was thinking about a pistol too. I thought when Wallace and I
parted I could ask him for his pistol; but Mr. Hubbard told me,
"You must take the pistol. The rifle will be here, and I can use
the rifle if I have anything to shoot. You must take the pistol."
So I took the pistol; but the knife I did not take.
Just before starting Mr. Wallace says that he is going to read a
chapter before starting. Mr. Hubbard asked him to read the
thirteenth chapter First Corinthians, and so he did.
It was time to start.
Mr. Wallace went to Mr. Hubbard and said, "Good-bye, I'll try and
come back soon."
Then I went to him and tried to be as brave as Wallace.
When I took his hand he said, "God bless you, George," and held my
hand for some time.
I said, "The Lord help us, Hubbard. With His help I save you if I
can get out." Then I cried like a child.
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