You know the Matthews's, I reckon ?" There was a hint of impatience now in the deep voice.

"No, I told you that I had never been in these mountains before.

Will Mr.
Matthews keep me, do you think ?" Jed, who was still looking up the trail, suddenly leaned forward, and, pointing into the timber to the left of the path, said in an exciting whisper, "Look at that, Mister; yonder thar by that big rock." The stranger, looking, thought he saw a form, weird and ghost-like in the mist, flitting from tree to tree, but, even as he looked, it vanished among the hundreds of fantastic shapes in the gray forest.

"What is it ?" he asked.
The native shook his head.

"Durned if I know, Mister.