A wealthy planter from seceded Southern confederates in Alabama was hanged by the Northern Union soldiers for the ignorance and willingly helping the Confederate army to fight the Northern army and civilians to disrupting the construction, as per Ambrose Bierce. “Any civilian caught interfering with the railroads bridges, trains or tunnels will be summarily hanged.” The 4th of April 1862, during the war these words were posted vividly to punish anyone who acts against it.
A solider of the Northern Unions dressed up like a confederate happens to pass by Mr. Farquhar’s neighborhood thirsty; exposed Mr. Farquhar’s involvement and bad dream. During the process of Mrs. Farquhar getting him water the solider engaged in a hot conversation that made Mr. Farquhar interested. They went on talking about the fight and how the advancement of the Northern Unions in to the Confederates territory could be stopped. The solider heard how much this southern rich planter and the confederates would use strategies that would help them slow down the advance made by the Northern soldiers. To do this Mr. Farquhar was more than willing to go farther helping out Southern soldiers in burning down the railroad, bridges and tunnels that connects these areas; one was the Owl Creek Bridge. “I observed that the flood of last winter had lodged a great quantity of driftwood against the wooden pier at this end of the bridge. It is now dry and would burn like tow.” Bierce, the Occurrence at the Owl Creek Bridge. And Mr. Farquhar was thinking of burning down the railroad which passes over the owl creek bridge using such dried up woods located underneath.
After all, this warm dialogue, the solider left Mr. Farquhar’s house and went on his way. But after an hour he was seen heading in the opposite direction. This scene shocked Mr. Farquhar and realized that he was not one of them felt like a giant animal trapped in a cage. Imagining instead of thinking what was going on in the real world occupied Mr. Farquhar’s mind and established his way out to his home. Sunk by the thought of the splashing, noose loose and drawing in the waters, freed himself and escaped from all the gun and canon fires and finally running all the way to his home through a forest. Mr. Farquhar planned well how all these would work and be able to see his wife and children again.
According to Bierce, "His neck was in pain and lifting his hand to it he found it horribly swollen. His eyes felt congested; he could no longer close them. His tongue was swollen with thirst; he reliever its fever by thrusting it forward from between his teeth in to the cold air. How softly the turf had carpeted the untraveled avenue---he could no longer feel the roadway beneath his feet!” Mr. Farquhar suffered immensely in his imagination till he reached his home and sees his wife. The agony was too much but all was a lie and vanished when he heard a stunning blow at the back of this neck and he was gone. The writer took so much time in holding every one’s breath for such short period of hanging Mr. Farquhar in relative to which I call “Suspense” of his imagination. I wish Mr. Farquhar said goodbye to his wife and children before he heard that stunning blow.
A solider of the Northern Unions dressed up like a confederate happens to pass by Mr. Farquhar’s neighborhood thirsty; exposed Mr. Farquhar’s involvement and bad dream. During the process of Mrs. Farquhar getting him water the solider engaged in a hot conversation that made Mr. Farquhar interested. They went on talking about the fight and how the advancement of the Northern Unions in to the Confederates territory could be stopped. The solider heard how much this southern rich planter and the confederates would use strategies that would help them slow down the advance made by the Northern soldiers. To do this Mr. Farquhar was more than willing to go farther helping out Southern soldiers in burning down the railroad, bridges and tunnels that connects these areas; one was the Owl Creek Bridge. “I observed that the flood of last winter had lodged a great quantity of driftwood against the wooden pier at this end of the bridge. It is now dry and would burn like tow.” Bierce, the Occurrence at the Owl Creek Bridge. And Mr. Farquhar was thinking of burning down the railroad which passes over the owl creek bridge using such dried up woods located underneath.
After all, this warm dialogue, the solider left Mr. Farquhar’s house and went on his way. But after an hour he was seen heading in the opposite direction. This scene shocked Mr. Farquhar and realized that he was not one of them felt like a giant animal trapped in a cage. Imagining instead of thinking what was going on in the real world occupied Mr. Farquhar’s mind and established his way out to his home. Sunk by the thought of the splashing, noose loose and drawing in the waters, freed himself and escaped from all the gun and canon fires and finally running all the way to his home through a forest. Mr. Farquhar planned well how all these would work and be able to see his wife and children again.
According to Bierce, "His neck was in pain and lifting his hand to it he found it horribly swollen. His eyes felt congested; he could no longer close them. His tongue was swollen with thirst; he reliever its fever by thrusting it forward from between his teeth in to the cold air. How softly the turf had carpeted the untraveled avenue---he could no longer feel the roadway beneath his feet!” Mr. Farquhar suffered immensely in his imagination till he reached his home and sees his wife. The agony was too much but all was a lie and vanished when he heard a stunning blow at the back of this neck and he was gone. The writer took so much time in holding every one’s breath for such short period of hanging Mr. Farquhar in relative to which I call “Suspense” of his imagination. I wish Mr. Farquhar said goodbye to his wife and children before he heard that stunning blow.
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