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 200 yards he asked me to sit down. the axe upon my shoulder, and I was he wanted to kill me, for he was  than I. So I threw the axe aside, farther from him than me, for fear he try to snatch it—that I should reach  before him if he did. But he wanted me kill Fagan, that he might not be evidence us. I would not agree to it, saying, could trust my life in his hands, and we to the fire.

"On our return, Fagan was lying by the warming himself.  I threw down the ; and he looked up and said, ‘Have you  any snares down, Ned?’ I said, ‘No;  are snares enough, if you did but know ' I sat beside him, M‘Queen was  me: he was on my right, and Fagan  my left. I was wishing to tell Fagan  had passed, but could not, as M'Queen  sitting with the axe close by looking at .  I lay down, and was in a doze, when I  Fagan scream out. I leaped on my, in a dreadful fright, and saw Fagan  on his back, with a dreadful cut in the , and the blood pouring from it.  was standing over him, with the  in his hand. I said, ‘You murdering , you b—y dog! what have you done?’  said, ‘This will save our lives;’ and