ked a door in one of the side wings
of the house, through which we passed into a large unfurnished room.

"I always wait till he's asleep," said my uncle, shuffling across the
room and unlocking another door on its opposite side. "He's never been
here--never yet," he continued, pulling the door open. The dim light of
the lantern shone out upon a thicket of fragrant spruce and cedar. As
I stepped down upon the ground, following in the steps of my uncle, I
could hear the murmur of the great pines towering far above our heads.
Slowly we made our way through the dense undergrowth, and soon entered
an open space carpeted with pine needles and moss. It was a circular
plot in the thicket, and out of its centre rose an immense pine, whose
upper branches wholly obscured the sky. My uncle hung his lantern on a
knot protruding from the trunk of the tree, and slowly knelt upon the
ground, covering his face with his hands. Suddenly he beckoned to me,
and I knelt down beside him.

"Listen!" said he. "Do you hear voices? She comes to me here. Can you
see her--my wife? Look about you, do you not see her?"

He laid his trembling hand upon my shoulder. Again I saw that awful
gleam in his eyes. The gruesome suggestion he had made set my nerves
tingling, and I peered about among the shadows of that dimly lighted
recess, half expecting some vision to greet my eyes. Then there came a
loud rustling of the branches high above us. The lantern light flared up
and suddenly went out, leaving us in total darkness.

"She is here!" he whispered, in excitement. "Sit still--do not speak."

A deep silence, intensified by the sound of the night wind in the trees
around us, followed my uncle's words. The going out of the light he had
seemed to regard as a signal from the spirit world, and I sat still as
he bade me, not doubting that his acute senses had penetrated the veil
which limited my own vision. I had seen so many revelations of his
strange power that I now sat awestruck and afraid, waiting for some word
from him to end my suspense. I could see nothing in the darkness, but
I could hear my uncle breathing heavily, as if trying to suppress his
emotion. Suddenly there was a stir in the bushes near us. Then I heard a
step like that of a man on the thickly covered earth close by my side.
I stretched out prone upon the ground, covering my face with my hands.
I could hear a sound as of some one groping about in the darkness, and
then I felt the touch o