"I'm telling you, Sheriff, there's something unnatural up there at the camp," the preacher whispered.  "Something terrible happened to that Jameson girl, and her soul cannot rest until it has been avenged."

"Well, I don't know about you, preacher," said the sheriff, "but I put more faith in Smith and Wesson here than in that there book."

"Then you'll die," the preacher prophesied, "just like the rest of them."