Bingo 



unbearable, so that for lack of a better thought 

 I threw something at him, and ordered him 

 away. But oh, the feeling of horror that filled 

 me ! Why did I let my brother go away alone ? 

 Should I ever again see him alive? I might 

 have known from the dog's actions that some- 

 thing dreadful was about to happen. 



At length the hour for his return arrived, and 

 there was John on his load. I took charge of 

 the horses, vastly relieved, and with an air of as- 

 sumed unconcern, asked, " All right? " 



''Right," was the laconic answer. 



Who now can say that there is nothing in 

 omens ? 



And yet, when long afterward, I told this to 

 one skilled in the occult, he looked grave, and 

 said, "Bingo always turned to you in a crisis? " 



"Yes." 



" Then do not smile. It was you that were 

 in danger that day ; he stayed and saved your 

 life, though you never knew from what." ' 



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