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great deal of the story's narration is about Farquhar being swept downstream away from the
soldiers shooting at him. Farquhar will eventually be washed onto the shore, and the very first
thing that he does is weep with delight. He is thrilled to have escaped his hanging, and he is
joyously crying at having escaped the barrage of bullets that were fired at him. Next, Farquhar
digs his hands into the dirt and throws it over himself in delight. He is shot at one last time,
and this breaks his reverie. Farquhar then bolts into the forest. For the remainder of the day,
Farquhar heads through the forest toward his house, and he arrives near it by nightfall.
Unfortunately, he never arrives back at his home. His entire escape was a fabrication of his
imagination.
Peyton Farquhar was dead; his body, with a
broken neck, swung gently from side to side beneath the timbers of the Owl Creek
bridge.
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