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Pistol was, and I heard something snap, whether he cocked the Pistol, or snapped it, or whether it hit one of my buttons I can’t say. My heart was in my mouth for I thot he had cocked it & wod fire.

I then unloosed my buckles from my shoes, & gave them to him. I believe he took one out of my hand & the other off the ground but I am not sure. He then bid me go along.

When he was searching me, his face came almost