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Rapidly descending the precipitous mountain 
path I followed the highway with nervous, 
quick steps anxious to enjoy the privacy of my 
little room in the quiet farm house, where I 
could seriously review the extraordinary ex- 
periences of the day. 
Reaching home under the spur of an all 
prevading suspicion, that some wonderful and 
important discovery required most careful delib- 
eration and judicious conduct, I bade the 
good folks an early good-night on the plea of 
excessive fatigue, and sought the calm solitude 
of my own room. There I gave myself up to 
an absorbing consideration of the causes, the 
plausibility, the consequences of my strong im- 
pressions relative to the true personality of the 
beautiful young lady, the discovery of whom 
had so peculiarly affected me. After devoting 
an hour or more in serious thought on the 
day’s strange events, I finally decided on a judi- 
cious plan of action for the morrow, and then 
I retired. 
“IT IS SHE.” 
The next morning dawned gloriously. Natu- 
rally anxious to at once investigate the peculiar 
events of the preceding day, I was soon wend- 
ing my way towards the bluff. I was confident 
that the young lady would not occupy her, ap- 
parently usual place of reverie till after-noon, 
but I was so anxiously impatient that I was 
