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ent, he sitting in a rapt state of unconscious- 

 ness — his thoughts on higher things — at the 

 chimney-corner. Pleading an early appointment 

 at McKenzie's Station for the following day, he 

 left as soon as the moon was up, and drove to 

 the house of a friend in the village. His wife 

 supposed that he was coming with a false re- 

 port to lead us into a trap laid for us. 



We arrived at McKenzie's at one o'clock in 

 the morning, after a detestably cold, hard ride, 

 and took up our quarters in a half-finished and 

 half-furnished house, where we struggled the 

 whole night through in the endeavor to get 

 heat out of a fire of wet dead-wood. Early in 

 the morning the Hun started out, in his fiercest 

 mood, with a small escort, seeking for informa- 

 tion and hunting up suspicious characters. At 

 breakfast-time he came upon a large family com- 

 fortably seated at table, with our preacher and 

 his wife as guests. 



He was asked to " sit by." " Thank you ; I 

 have come for more serious business. Who is 

 at the head of this house 1 I should like to 



