What follows is offered in response to Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge. The challenge, this week, is "Countenacne".
Jake Busters stood in the back of the buckboard, a thick rope around his neck and over a branch of the stout oak at the edge of town. In the torchlight, the beads of sweat made his face glisten.
The hooded leader spoke. "Jake, you wuz seen eyein' a white woman. Ain't nuthin' fer it but ta get this over with. Say yer prayers."
With that, his hand raised to swat the horse.
Suddenly, a shot rang out from behind the hooded crowd.
Judge McCurdy shouted, "I will not countenance such a travesty of Justice."
The crowd grudgingly melted away.