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DREAMING OVER IT. %3 finished singing a few words, when I thought I was answered by a man’s voice, that came from the other side of the ra vine.” | “So it seemed to me. Do you know what he said?” “ Nothing of ahy consequence, I suppose. I was so fright- ened that I couldn’t listen. I am glad to know that you heard it, for lam now convinced that it was not a spirit.” _ “Spirits be—durned! I wish [ could get across that gap, and I would soon see what sort of a spirit it was.” : “Don’t think of such a thing, John. Let us go back to the camp. I don’t feel like staying here any longer. We have been away a great while, 1 am afraid, and’ father will be un- easy.” “Come along, then. I don’t like to leave this mystery un- solved, but I suppose there is no help for it now.” » As the brother and sister walked back to the camp, they concluded that they would say nothing about their adventure at present, and that John would investigate the matter at his -Jeisures They were duly chided by Mr. Brainard for their long stay, and went to sleep and forgot the scolding ; but Kate did not forget her moonlight experience, for she heard a manly voice in her dreams, repeating those words that had floated to - her across the abyss: ‘Soon will he ask it of you, He, the brave and the true, Ask you to be his own dear wife.” She was very Well pleased with her dreams, and arose in the morning with a fresh and bright experience of life. Her sentimental mood did not prevent herfrem attending to her duties about the camp, and she prepared breakfast, and sent Thomas to the ravine for water. While the meal was being consumed, she felt that she could not keep such a secret any longer, and related her adventure of the previous night. Her father and the half-breed were inclined to disbelieve her, and to credit the occurrence to her imagination ; but she was indorsed by her brother, and the combined statements of the two could not be doubted. Téte Bois, who, as an old voya- geur, was a strong believer in ghosts, was inclined to refer the matter to some ‘supernatural agency; but Mr. Brainard, who was a practical and scientific man, scouted such an idea, comicloooks.com