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A SOCIAL METEOR. 241 you had seen a ghost. Are you drunk or crazy ?” “I see a ghost, Mrs. Douglass; indeed I did,” returned the girl, with chattering teeth. “Stop your noise, simpleton—you’ll wake the whole house up,” commanded Mrs. Douglass ; “don’t you know there’s no such thing as a ghost existing anywhere outside of your own stupid mind? It’s your guilty conscience that’s troub- ling you. Any girl who stays out till this time of night must expect to see all kinds of uncanny things. Where have you been ?” “My mother was sick, and I’ve been with her,” she answered, still shivering. ‘She sent for me.” ‘“Humph! the same old story; well, come to bed, and we’ll talk it over in the morning. TU not put up with such goings-on, I can tell you. Did you put the gas out in the kitchen ?” “Ves, ma’am,”’ meekly. “But as true as I live, Mrs. Douglass, I believe this house 1s haunted. With my two eyes I saw a woman in white 4 “It was your own reflection in a looking-glass. Come, be off with you now. I want to get a wink of sleep before it’s time to get up, if I can.” “T £now it wasn’t a looking-glass, and I can’t go to bed this night with that creature, whatever it is, so near me,” replied the girl stubbornly. “Where did you see it ?” asked Mrs. Douglass, comicboo S) rele)