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A man stood on a
railroad bridge in Alabama looking down into the swift waters of the Owl
Creek River below. The man's hands were tied behind his back. There was
a rope around his neck. The rope was tied to part of the bridge above
him. Three soldiers of the northern army stood near the prisoner,
waiting for their captain's orders to hang him.
Everybody was ready. The prisoner stood quietly. His eyes were not
covered. He looked down and saw the water under the bridge. Now, he
closed his eyes.
He wanted his last thoughts to be of his wife and children. But, as he
tried to think of them, he heard sounds -- again and again. The sounds
were soft. But they got louder and louder and started to hurt his ears.
The pain was strong. He wanted to shout. But the sounds he heard were
just those of the river running swiftly under the bridge.
The prisoner quickly opened his eyes and looked at the water. "If I
could only free my hands," he thought. "Then I could get the rope off my
neck and jump into the river. I could swim under the water and escape
the fire of their guns. I could reach the other side of the river and
get home through the forest. My house is outside of their military area,
and my wife and children are safe there. I would be, too…"
While these thoughts raced through the prisoner's mind, the captain gave
the soldiers the order to hang him. A soldier quickly obeyed. He made
the rope firm around the prisoner's neck. Then he dropped him through a
hole in the bridge.
As the prisoner fell, everything seemed black and empty. But then he
felt a sharp pain in his neck and could not breathe. There were terrible
pains running from his neck down through his body, his arms and his legs.
He could not think. He could only feel, a feeling of living in a world
Then, suddenly, he heard a noise…something falling into the water. There
was a big sound in his ears. Everything around him was cold and dark.
Now he could think. He believed the rope had broken and that he was in
But the rope was still around his neck, and his hands were tied. He
thought: "How funny. How funny to die of hanging at the bottom of a
river!" Then he felt his body moving up to the top of the water.
The prisoner did not know what he was doing. But his hands reached the
rope on his neck and tore it off.
Now he felt the most violent pain he had ever known. He wanted to put
the rope back on his neck. He tried but could not. His hands beat the
water and pushed him up to the top. His head came out of the water. The
light of the sun hurt his eyes. His mouth opened, and he swallowed air.
It was too much for his lungs. He blew out the air with a scream.
Now the prisoner could think more clearly. All his senses had returned.
They were even sharper than before. He heard sounds he never heard
before -- that no man's ears ever heard -- the flying wings of small
insects, the movement of a fish. His eyes saw more than just the trees
along the river. They saw every leaf on the trees. And they saw the thin
lines in the leaves.
And he saw the bridge, with the wall at one end. He saw the soldiers and
the captain on the bridge. They shouted, and they pointed at him. They
looked like giant monsters. As he looked, he heard gunfire. Something
hit the water near his head. Now there was a second shot. He saw one
soldier shooting at him.
He knew he had to get to the forest and escape. He heard an officer call
to the other soldiers to shoot.
The prisoner went down into the river, deep, as far as he could. The
water made a great noise in his ears, but he heard the shots.
As he came up to the top again, he saw the bullets hit the water. Some
of them touched his face and hands.
One even fell into the top of his shirt. He felt the heat of the bullet
on his back.
When his head came out of the water for air, he saw that he was farther
away from the soldiers. And he began swimming strongly.
As he swam, the soldiers fired their rifles. Then they fired their
cannon at him. But nothing hit him. Then, suddenly, he could not swim.
He was caught in a whirlpool which kept turning him around and around.
This was the end, he thought. Then, just as suddenly as it had caught
him, the whirlpool lifted him and threw him out of the river. He was on
He kissed the ground. He looked around him. There was a pink light in
the air. The wind seemed to make music as it blew through the trees. He
wanted to stay there. But the cannon fired again, and he heard the
bullets above his head. He got up and ran into the forest. At last, he
found a road toward his house. It was a wide, straight road. Yet it
looked like a road that never had any travelers on it. No farms. No
houses on its sides, only tall black trees.
In the tall black trees, the prisoner heard strange voices. Some of them
spoke in words that he could not understand.
His neck began to hurt. When he touched it, it felt very large. His eyes
hurt so much that he could not close them. His feet moved, but he could
not feel the road.
As he walked, he was in a kind of sleep. Now, half-awake, half asleep,
he found himself at the door of his house. His lovely wife ran to him.
Ah, at last.
He put his arms about his beautiful wife. And just then, he felt a
terrible pain in the back of his neck. All around him there was a great
white light and the sound of a cannon. And then…then…darkness and
The prisoner was dead. His neck was broken. His body hung at the end of
a rope. It kept swinging from side to side. Swinging gently under a hole
in Owl Creek Bridge.
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