A TRUE GHOST STORY 123 



a hoar frost on the ground. Here and there on 

 the sandy point remained some patches of snow. 

 There was a chance to see if some of the neighbors 

 were concerned in this. I walked around the 

 house, scanning the frozen ground carefully. 

 Hello, what was this? I had come upon two 

 fresh drops of blood! I bent down low. There 

 was a trace of some animal coming from the nor- 

 thern side of the house. Following this up I 

 reached the window of the storeroom. One of the 

 lower panes was broken and the window smeared 

 with blood and dog's hair. This was evidently 

 the ghost's outlet, and it was some satisfaction to 

 know it had four legs. Going in I told my friend 

 that if he would allow me to go to his store room 

 with him I might possibly show him where Le 

 J - J s spirit came in and robbed him, and sure 

 enough it was as I had expected. Several pieces 

 of beef and fresh pork were missing. It being 

 Lent, Lausier had hung up this meat in the up- 

 per room of the store, till it would be required 

 at Easter. The whole matter was now quite 

 plain to me. On the first night, when the dog, a 

 big Husky, belonging to the mail carrier had 

 broken the pane of glass, he had cut himself bad- 

 ly on the head and given a yell of pain. On sub- 

 sequent nights, as soon as the lights were out, he 

 would enter the store room, walk up the stairs 

 and jump for a piece of meat, which being frozen 

 hard, would come down on the floor like a sledge 



