"If this is in the light of another mysterious warning, Miss Dows, I warn you that my intellect is already tottering with them.

Last Sunday Miss Reed thrilled me for an hour with superstition and Cassandra-like prophecy.

Don't things ever happen accidentally here, and without warning ?" "I mean," returned the young lady with her usual practical directness, "that Tave Reed remembers a good many horrid things about the wah that she ought to forget, but don't.

But," she continued, looking at him curiously, "she allows she was mighty cut up by her cousin's manner to yo'." "I am afraid that Miss Reed was more annoyed than I was," said Courtland.

"I should be very sorry if she attached any importance to it," he added earnestly.
"And YO' don't ?" continued Miss Sally.
"No.