Lucy S. Furman,
Mothering on Perilous
“ I have shot my last shoot!"Cries of amazement and incredulity rose on all sides. "You're crazy, Blant,—wouldn't you defend your life?" "Wouldn't you shoot for your freedom?" "Wouldn't you fight for your land if the Cheevers tuck it again?" To all of which he returned the solemn answer, "No,—none of them things would now tempt me! The bullet that pierced my friend's heart was my last! Not for life, not for freedom, not for old ancestral land, will I shed another drap of human blood!"Nucky heard these words of Blant's as if stunned and smitten, and walked home beside me in a daze. ”
