Part 35 (1/2)

'Archie! Archie! where on earth are you? Oh, Archie!'

It is Dugald's voice The last words are aloes fear from Archie's heart, and joy unspeakable takes its place

'Up here, Dugald,' he shouts, 'safe and sound'

I leave the reader to guess whether Dugald was glad or not to see his cousin drop intact from the ombu-tree, or whether or not they enjoyed their pie and _ after this terrible adventure

'I wonder,' said Archie, later on, and just as they were preparing for haer has a wife I hope she won't coht'

'Well, anyhow, Archie, we'll have our rifles ready, and Dash will give us aht Don't be astonished if you hear me scream in my sleep I feel sure I'll dream I'm up in that dark oer'

About amen had another at that very ruin, which, if not quite so stirring, was at all events far more mysterious

It happened soon after a wild storlen withand heavy rains It had cleared the atmosphere, however, which previously had been hazy and close

It had cooled it as well, so that one afternoon, Dugald, addressing Archie, said,

'What do you say to an earlythe birds to-ald, if you are,' was the reply

'Well, then, off you trot to the kitchen, and get food ready, and I'll see to the shooting tackle and the ht to Moncrieff and Aileen before they started, he met old Jenny in the door

'Dear laddie,' she said, when she heard he was bound for the hills, 'I hope nae ill will coht Put your trust in Providence, laddie And ye winna forget to say your prayers, will ye?'

'That on't, ate With theest bloodhound-mastiff

'Dreams,' said Moncrieff, 'may be neither here nor there; but you'll be none the worse for taking Wolf'

'Thank you,' said Dugald; 'he shall come, and welcome'

The sun had quite set before they reached the ruin, but there was a beautiful after-glow in the west--a golden haze beneath, with a kind of criher up When they were on a level with the ruin, the ts of which, as already stated, were opposite to each other, Archie said, e and beautiful light is streaald, 'but there is sohostly, about it Don't you think so?'

'True; there always is sohostly about an empty ruin, I think Are you superstitious?'

'No; but--see What was that? Why, there is some one there! Look to your rifle, Archie It was an Indian, I am certain'

What had they seen? Why, only the head and shoulders of a passing figure in the orange light of the ts It had appeared but one one Rifles in left hand, revolvers in right, they cautiously approached the ruin and entered Never a soul was here They went out again, and looked around; they even searched the ombu-tree, but all in vain

'Our eyes ald