eir own blood."

Adele shuddered; although she was a country girl, she had never
heard anything of the sort before. She listened attentively.

"You told me they were given books; did you not?" questioned the
lad.

"Yes they receive one or two infamous books, which they cannot
destroy after they have taken them, neither can anyone else do away
with these bad books. Yet, I remember quite well when there was one
completely annihilated.

"It was when one of my aunt's died. She was a terrible witch; alas,
the chairs; and all the cups and saucers, bowls and plates on the
dresser danced when they carried her body out of the house."

Adele laughed.

Tommy looked at her. "Oh, it's true," he said, "you can laugh if you
like--ain't it grand'ma?"

Mrs. Soher went on: "When we cleaned out the house, we found one of
those awful books. No one dared to open it, yet everyone knew by its
funny covers, its queer print and its yellow paper, that it was one
of the 'devil's own.' My sister, who, by the way, was not very
superstitious took----"

"Superlicious! what's that?" questioned the boy.

"People who don't believe in all sorts," immediately explained
grandmamma.

"Now where was I? ah, my sister took the book and threw it into the
fire but it did not burn!"

"Oo-oo," ejaculated Tommy.

Adele began to be credulous. It must be borne in mind that she was
only seven years old.

Grand'ma proceeded: "She snatched it again from the fire and put it
on the table. Now it happened that on that very day, my brother was
going to seek for shell-fish at a place called _La Banque au
Mouton_. He said that he would take the book and place it under a
big stone; then, when the tide rose, it would be covered over, and,
we all hoped, altogether destroyed.

"He took it as he had promised to do (we were gone home to dinner
then, for we did not care to eat in the house of a witch), and
placed it, so he told us, under a big stone which he could hardly
lift."

"Ah, the Evil One was caught," remarked Tommy.

"He is not caught so easily as all that," said his grandmother.
"When we returned to our work, do you know what we saw?"

"No!"

"We beheld the book laid upon the table."

Tommy opened his mouth wide enough as to be in danger of
dislocation, then he closed it with an exclamation: "Ah-a!"

Adele dared scarcely breathe.

"That's not all," continued Mrs. Soher, "we were determined to get
rid of the book. This is what we did.

"My b