. Esquisses dans duneland . encore,dans des conditions presque identiques. Ses filets werenowhere dans les environs. Au début de l'automne, j'ai trouvé une vieille cabane à toit plat, construite avec des rondins, à environ dix miles en bas de la plage, dans la direction que le vieil homme avait fait du beengoing quand je l'avais vu pour la dernière fois. C'était dans l'ahollow près du sommet d'un haut bluff qui faisait face au thelake. Il était efficacement caché de l'eau et de la rive par une banque de sable et de grognement emmêlé le long du bord du bluff. Construit contre l'extérieur était une grande cheminée en brique dilapidée, entièrement hors de proportion dans la taille de la cabine.pas de fumée émise de lui un

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. Sketches in duneland . again, under almost identical conditions. His nets werenowhere in the vicinity. In the early fall I found an old flat-roofed hut, built with faced logs, about six miles down thecoast, in the direction that the old man had beengoing when I had last seen him. It was in ahollow near the top of a high bluff that faced thelake. It was effectually hidden from the waterand shore by a bank of sand and tangled growthalong the edge of the bluff. Built against theoutside was a large dilapidated brick chimney, entirely out of proportion in size to the cabin.No smoke issued from it and the place seemeddeserted. I went down to the beach. A mile orso further on I found a fisherman repairing a boaton the sand, and asked him about the cabin. That place is witched, he declared. Tharsfunny doins round thar at night an dont yougo near it. Thars a white thing that dances onthe roof. It goes up an down an out o sight, an then thars a big thunderin noise. I dontwant to know no more bout itn I know now. It [ISO]. , pr THE BOGIE HOUSE {From the Authors Etching) RESURRECTION OF BILL SAUNDERS dont look right to me. I seen a wild man roundere in the woods oncet, a couple o years ago, an mebbe he lived thar an es dead an e hantsthat place. I dont come round ere often an Idont want to. My curiosity was aroused and I decided toinvestigate the mystery when an opportunitycame. About nine oclock one night I walked upa little trail in the sand that led toward the cabinfrom the woods back of the bluff. There was adim light inside that was extinguished when Icarelessly stepped on a mass of dead brush thathad been piled across the path. The breaking ofthe little sticks had made quite a noise. Imme-diately a long, wavy, white object appeared overthe roof of the cabin. It vaguely resembled ahuman shape and looked peculiarly uncanny. Itswayed back and forth a few times and thenseemed to grow taller. The trees beyond werepartially visible through it in the uncertain light.Clearly I was in

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