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60 “THE LOST CACHE. thing about this fancy of yours, or he will set us at work on the fortifications again.” a fa Harry concluded that his friend’s advice was good, so he rolled himself up in his blanket, and was soon asleep, and ‘dreaming about buried stones, and chasms, and musical voices, that were strangely mixed up with savage fights, and despera- does with painted faces. In all his dreams, he was still haunted by the words of the song: “When will he come'to mé, . Over the land or sea, He that I love as I love, my life .” When he awoke i in the morning, he found that he had not forgotten the adventure of the night, and that, it- was. still a reality to him. ..He resolved to.explore the other side of the rayine, and requested Myers to accompany him. The sur- veyor deliberately smoked over the proposition, and: consented , to humor the whim. ...Accordingly, not Jhaving’ the fear of: Ben Farrar before their eyes, they sallied out, armed ,and equipped with rifles, pistols, and, axes. As~they passed ‘the square stone, Myers noticed it, and, said. that it would be much. more sensible to search for, the gold, than to hunt. apparitions in the, daytime. “Time enough for that, r answered Hany: tte “Phere is no danger that, the treasure will run away. . We will attend to it as soon as we have investigated this mystery.” “T hope the gold may, besmore substantial than the phantom we are now in pursuit of. The ghost of a voice appears to me to. be, about. the most airy and unimaginable ins I ever heard of,” | “ But there was a yoiee, and what if it should prove to be a. human voice? Is not this yawning. chasm. a napita place | for ghosts to congregate ?” ., “Yes, if they are fond of disagreeable Sales How do you propose to cross it?” “ We must make a bridge. ew is! & tall ‘and stout ine that will serve the purpose.” . The young men took off their ental cad plied ‘their axes vigorously, until the tough oak cracked, swayed, bent, its proud head over the. gulfy and fell.with a crash on the other side. . The bridge-makers.saw that, it was strong and firm, and them Connicloookxs.COn