We heard a panther las' night,' he added, turning to our host.

'Hollered like sin when he see the fire.' 'Scairt!' said the man o' the house gaping.

'That's what ailed him.

I've lived twenty year on Paradise Road an' it was all woods when I put up the cabin.

Seen deer on the doorstep an' bears in the garden, an' panthers in the fields.