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brought her before the sheriff, and she got eighteen 

 months in prison. When she came out she was 

 very angry, and set about making an image of the 

 woman whose sheep she had taken. When the 

 image was made she burned it and put the ashes 

 in a burn. And it is a very curious thing, but 

 the woman she made it on fell into a decline, and 

 took to her bed. 



The witch and her family went to America. 

 They kept a little inn, in a country place, and 

 people who slept in it did not come out again. 

 They were discovered, and the eldest son was 

 hang-ed ; he confessed that he had committed 

 nineteen murders before he left Scotland. 



' They were not a nice family.' 



' The father was a very respectable old man.' 



The boatman gave me the name of this wicked 

 household, but it is perhaps better forgotten. 



The extraordinary thing is that this appears to 

 be the Highland introduction to, or part first of, a 

 gloomy and sanguinary story of a murder hole — an 

 inn of assassins in a lonely district of the United 

 States, which Mr. Louis Stevenson heard in his 



