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MOTHER ANN. 11 she saw his carelessness. She had acquired a strange reputa- tion upon the frontier, which had kept her safe from any of the hostile parties. She was known as a witch, who had great power for evil when she chose to exercise it. The In- dians thought her a “ Great Medicine,” and she had been kinder to them than to her white brothers. “ Little you know,” she half screamed, “‘ of tle power of Ann Wylde. Little you know, Ronald Mannering. ‘I tell you that I know that which would blister your heart to hear. I have secrets which would make you a sleepless man, and send you out into the woods for a purpose. Yow keep to the forest, forsooth, after I have bade you leave it! Yow come and go at your will; when I bade you not. Hearken to me, Ronald. Once more I charge you, go back! There is nothing here for you. I hate your father, and I hate your race. I hate your baby-faced mother worst of all!” “My mother! The meckest, gentlest lady in the Colonies ! Ann Wylde, you are mad!” “Ay, ay, so you say. But the word is still the same. I know why you are here to-day; but it can not be. Margaret Wylde is not for you.” The young man flushed quickly and said : . “You shame my gallantry. You were so ochestshaing 4 that I have not asked for the health of naistress Margaret. sini is she now ?” ‘‘ Mistress Margaret is well, though cinsanvin’ too sith on your tongue. Why should you trouble yourself for her? | I have said, she is not for you. Turn about, and tramp on your way in the woods, and never again see-or ae of Margaret Wylde.” “ By my faith,” cried he, growing angry, “ but you are won- drous unkind. Small cause I have given you to be so, I am sure. But that I should go on without meeting mistress Mar- garet, can hardly be, since I have turned somewhat out of my course to meet her.” . “It may not be,” persisted the crone. “ Come as far as you may, go ye back as you came, for you can not see Mar- geet _ ™ And why ?” * Have I not told you why ? Is it not enough for you, comicloooks.com