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covered, and lay for a short time in the shade of a tree, 

 then continued my work till evening. Next day S. 

 wanted to get in his wheat, and as I felt quite well 

 again, we w^ent to help him ; I had hardly been half an 

 hour at work, when, in spite of the burning heat, I felt 

 a pecuHar shivering and severe headache, while my 

 lips and nails turned blue ; in short, there was no doubt 

 I had the ague. I went immediately to bed, and by 

 noon w^as somewhat better. S. would not allow me to 

 return to our hut, but insisted on my staying with them 

 till my recovery, that I might always receive assistance. 

 The fits returned on the second and third days, making 

 me feel very weak and weary. 



On the third day, a Saturday, at about two in the 

 afternoon, I felt better, and w^ent to the mill, where S. 

 was at work, meaning to help him and take a little 

 exercise, when I saw two strangers, a man and a woman, 

 riding along the road. With horror, I recognized in the 

 countenance of the man the Methodist preacher who had 

 so tormented me some days before. It was not without 

 reason that I dreaded a repetition of the scene. He 

 rode past me with an important and expressive coun- 

 tenance, w^hich seemed to say : " Here I am again you 

 see, make yourself happy. Uhl, to whom I had given 

 a description of the former meeting, tried to slip off with 

 me to the hut, but we were discovered, and invited to 

 attend. The difference between tliis and the former 

 meeting was that we had a sermon, in the course of 

 which two women in succession jumped about in a 

 pitiable state of excitement. 



About noon next day, tlie dogs ran round and round 

 the field, always stopping at one particular place. S. 

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