A MIDNIGHT VISITOR. IO5 



stare. I hurried for my weapon, but when I returned 

 it was too late, nor was there yet light enough 

 to follow up the thief, so the marauder was per- 

 mitted to escape unpunished. I learned afterwards 

 that she had put in an appearance several times 

 previously during the night, and that on one occa- 

 sion she had been greeted with a shower of knob- 

 kerries, but an animal of her size and strength could 

 well afford to laugh at such weapons. 



