ago the windmill was pulled down, and
the owner of the ground wishing to build a house upon its site,
set to work to cart away the mound. His astonishment may be
conceived when he found in the earth a great number of skeletons
arranged in circles. These skeletons were of large size, and a
gentleman who saw them informed me that he measured one. It was
that of a man who must have been nearly seven feet high. The bones
were, unhappily, carted away and thrown into a dyke. But no house
has been built upon the resting-place of those unknown warriors.
--Author.

Perhaps a subsequent race or tribe had found the chamber ready
prepared, and used it to bury some among them who had fallen in
battle. It was impossible to say more, especially as with one
exception there was nothing buried with the skeletons which would
assist to identify their race or age. That exception was a dog. A dog
had been placed by one of the bodies. Evidently from the position of
the bones of its master's arms he had been left to his last sleep with
his hand resting on the hound's head.

Bending down, Harold examined the seated skeleton more closely. It
was, he discovered, accurately jointed together with strong wire.
Clearly this was the work of hands which were born into the world long
after the flesh on those mighty bones had crumbled into dust.

But where was the treasure? He saw none. His heart sank as the idea
struck him that he had made an interesting archaeological discovery,
and that was all. Before undertaking a closer search he went under the
hole and halloaed to George to come down as there was nothing but some
bones to frighten him.

This the worthy George was at length with much difficulty persuaded to
do.

When at last he stood beside him in the vault, Harold explained to him
what the place was and how ridiculous were his fears, without however
succeeding in allaying them to any considerable extent.

And really when one considers the position it is not wonderful that
George was scared. For they were shut up in the bowels of a place
which had for centuries owned the reputation of being haunted, faced
by a nodding skeleton of almost superhuman size, and surrounded by
various other skeletons all "very fine and large," while the most
violent tempest that had visited the country for years sighed away
outside.

"Well," he said, his teeth chattering, "if this ain't the masterest
one that iver I did see.