[{"node":{"title":"Hanna195","Collections":"Part Two","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1951","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, April 7, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Hanna195","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Frank, Echlin","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/hanna195","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Hanna195_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff189\n\nand as he did so old McFirbis struck down fiercely at\nhis unprotected head, Frank stumbled out onto the road\nwith his hand to his split ear. Then young McFirbis who\nhad been convulsively grasping his stick struck him\nacross the belly. With a sucking whoop the wretched manEchlin\nfought for breath, and actually caught two of the descei\nding cudgels and clung to them for a moment in agony. They\nshook him loose and closing in began to thrash him in a\ndull savage rhythm of blows. Yet he did not fall, but\nstaggered over the dusty road, his arms raised unavaiin\nover his head, while tears and blood streamed down his\nface and neck. The blows of his assailants became less\ncruel. They caught glimpses of each other\u2019s faces now\nfilled with fear and a realisation of what they were doing.\nAs the others drew back the youth, who watched his father\nand brother beat the defenceless man, now rushed in and\nsmashed his club across Echlin\u2019s back. Echlin drew himse\nup, stretched his open hands to the sky, and gave a loud\nscream of pain. At this, young McFirbis threw his shatter\ned club away and turning, ran blindly down the road, his\nhands over his face. For a moment Echlin stood drawn up\nin agony, then he crumpled and fell face forward on the\nroad.\n","Type":"Text"}}]