As my stagecoach thundered on the Arizona plains on its way to Tucson where I was to join my betrothed, there was a cry of horror from the driver. "Injuns!" Such was the level of fear in his voice that I could clearly make it out from all the din raised by thunder of the stagecoach wheels and the hammer of hooves.
Out of curiosity, I moved the curtain and opened the window and stuck my head out of it to see what was going on. It was all a blur although I could make out the war whoops of the redskin pursuers.
"Hey lady!" shouted minister who was in the stagecoach with me. "Are you trying to get yourself killed? Is your life really so boring that you are willing to risk your life just for a momentary thrill? If so, then Satan's going to have an easy time tempting you into a life of sinfulness."
"Apaches!" The stagecoach driver was growing ever more anxious on that hot summer day. I pulled my had back into the stagecoach and closed the window, while pulling the curtain back. My curiosity was already satisfied. No need to get into a hassle with the other passengers too.
All of a sudden, there was the sounds of shots being fired by the pursuers. These were answered by the loud boom of the man who was riding shotgun with the stagecoach driver. The roar was deafening to my precious civilian ears that had never been exposed to the sounds of combat and mayhem before.
There were so many shots fired, that I lost count. Then again, due to my lack of familiarity with combat, some of the sounds that I thought were shots might not have been shots after all. There was a sharp sound as a bullet struck a window. Truly I was scared half out of my wits.
There was then the most horrific shriek combined with a loud thud as the stagecoach shook. The stagecoach lurched as it ran over someone or something. It thundered forward without slowing down even one notch.
I shrank back into my seat out of fear and terror for my life. The other passengers exhibited various shades of fear and apprehension. However, since I was from the civilized East, I was the most terrified of all.
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