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era ann lands to engage n game. iuru,o.
ths - was trst at the rendezTon.
Sor. Mntest runner, the boIdc.t al.
ia SH he most stubborn fighter
~. uo]rn Indian famaIies ,ame IN
r.;s ns summer on the strand tan
! -a Walk from the VILLAGE 'rhev
/ =. subject OF great curicsity 70
- uul we always took the nreca nt,on
- Heep at safe distance One d.
- PoI OF my bravery. L announced
80 auhlr1ng comrades INV Inten-
oA MOI only to approach the ,.amn
~. " enter one Of the wIvwams 7
eturneo In safety with a how ina
aoWs which had cost me the i'm
mense sum Of 2 cents. Tbis ernlo,.
SSo,ereo me with glory and was
IAeo UPON with mingled awe and
respecL ! give these details for n
was this love of adventure tbis a.
sire 10 eclipse others in bravery ana
uaring mat caused me tn mass .ight
years OF my youth between life ana
ueatn, without a ray of reason and
Wnat - the lasting remorse Of inv Nfe
70 lose my mother, whose only child
AT this point in his story the nsrra-
tor suddenly paused, lighted another
cigar and began to smoke like a vol
cano. 1t was evident the man xVished
10 conceal his emotion. Soon he went
on with his story.
AT St Joseph's the cemeterv In At
tached to the church. One side of the
1nclosure was bordered by A we'll
turfed lawn, planted here and there
with trees, and with stones surmoupt-
81 by Iron rings, where the country
people tied their horses on Sunday.
This was our playground, our battle
field.
I'm the eastern part of the cemetery
q long, deep ditch was being dug, and
although no interments were known
to have been made there, the work
men often discovered human bones.
sometimes entire skeletons, which they
scattered here and there In the hiSh
grass Of the cemetery. II was In tbs
place they found the famous cage of
Corriveau."
Gage of Corriveau?" asked one.
What was thatT'
"A frightful thing, gentlemen; q
sad testimony of the barbarity of q
former age-an eloquent relic Of one
Of those terrible dramas which pass
in the form of a legend into the history
Of q people. 1t was an iron cage
built in the form of q woman, and in
which the corpse of Corriveau, exc
cuted for the murder of her two hus-
bands, remained for q long time, ex-
posed to the view Of passersby, sus-
pended near the fork of the roads
between the village of Blenville and
the church of st. Joseph. This cage
was buried, with its contents, outside
the cemetery, where the unknown and
criminals were generally inferred. The
cemetery, years after, was enlarged
on that side, which accounts for the
discovery of the skeletons and the
horrible machine. Thanks to these
circumstances, those who wandered
In the cemetery ran the risk Of stumh-
ling over some bleaehed tibia, or slip
ing on some human skull hidden In
the clover and tall grass. This wss
a source Of great terror to our little
band. One evening. as usual before
separating for the night, We discussed
plans for amusement for the follow
ing day. The talk drifted to ghosts
and spirits. Each had a tale of horror
to tell. At least / declared my IN
belief, stoutly Affirming all these
stories were invented to brighten
timid children; that ghosts existed
only In the Imagination Of the ignor-
ant, and that the dead could not re-
turn.
The dead never come backf said
one Of my comrades named Magloire.
Thea why should you be afraid to
croaa the GRAVEYARD nOWr
ITO cross the cemetery at this hour
In the EVENING" These words had
magical effect At the very idea OF
going among the tombs in the twilight
our little group trembled and each OF
us instinctively moved farther from
the wall against which we were lean
ing.
at am not afraid cried fiercely.
THAT'S q lie,' said Magloire. You,
who are not afraid of ghosts, in spite
Of your brave words, dare not lie for
one moment on that grave down there.
in front of the big wooden cross
This proposition was not very at
tractive to me. l was fond OF boast
ing but thus to brave Death, at this
hour, in his own domain caused
certain uneaslness very natural at my
age. The skulls had seen among the
daisies came to my mind, and cold
sweat crept down my back. / did not
answer.
"sHe is afraid sneered Magloire.
"He dare not co. they all cried.
'Denial was urgent. i must pick
ND the glove or lose my reputation TOT
bravery and daring. L will CO. SAID
simply. And with bound I was on
the wall. Just as I was going to leap
into the cemetery. the cannon from the
fort gave forth its lightning ana us
heavy groan, n hundred times re-
peated by the echoes.
Mine o'clock l said to mysen.
That was the signal for our return
never to be disobeyed, and remorse ao-
ded to my agitation stopped Tor
..Ah. the boaster, he win not 60.
laughed MagIoire. I have gained my
bet o.,
.srhis decided me, and the next IN
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