12 EYE SPY 
the left, and in a moment more we were directly 
abreast of it. On many previous night-journeys 
I had been on the lookout for some such surprise 
as this, as yet only rewarded by the tiny sparkle 
of the glowworm in the grass. But here, at last, 
it came in a shape that I could not have antici- 
pated an upright column of phosphorescence, 
brilliant at the upper extremity, and more broken 
below for a space of several feet. The brilliancy 
of the light may be inferred from the following 
query and its answer: 
"What is that light yonder?" I asked my com- 
panion. 
" A lantern reflected in water," was his reply. 
The mass of light shone verily like a lantern, 
and the present interpretation was somewhat rem- 
iniscent of a previous flickering lantern which we 
had seen, with its accompaniment of great mag- 
nified moving shadows on barn and hay-stack, as 
it assisted in the tardy chores of a whistling 
farmer lad. 
But this light was of a greenish, ghostly hue, 
and perfectly motionless, and had withal a certain 
weird, uncanny glare, which belongs alone to fox- 
fire. It was impossible to locate its distance from 
us. It might as easily be one rod as five. I con- 
cluded to investigate its source, and, groping my 
way through the dewy bushes, soon confronted it. 
It seemed to glow with added brilliancy as I ap- 
