498 kidd's money. 
rials for ghostly reflection, in our evening walk through the 
woods, on our route homeward. 
One of their neighbors had dreamed, "just three nights run- 
ning," that at a certain spot on the beach, a pot of" raal goold 
doubleloons " was buried. Silently he withdraws before day- 
break, unties his boat, and paddles down the narrow winding 
creek, and out over the smooth bay, to the white sand-hills, 
where the ocean was keeping up its ceaseless solemn music. 
He landed and hurried with his spade and hazle rod to the 
very spot he had dreamed of With his rod he drew around it 
the magic circle, and then with his spade went silently and so- 
lemnly to work, heaving up the sand that concealed his trea- 
sure. But he was not allowed to proceed unmolested. Sud- 
denly a monstrous great black dog bounded out of the earth, 
with long grinning white fangs, red fiery eyes, and a lolling 
tongue, that looked hot and gory. Round and around the ring 
he ran with astonishing swiftness, growling and snarling, and 
ever and anon, with most infernal look, snapping fiercely at 
the money-digger. There was a strong smell too of the pit, 
and a blue smoke seemed to pufF out of his nostrils at every 
respiration. It was the evil one sure enough ; but the fish- 
erman felt sure of his circle, and worked on with redoubled 
diligence. Suddenly the sea seemed to heave and roll in on 
him in mountains. High dark waves swelled far above him, 
and seemed just about to burst and overwhelm him. Then 
came the pirate ships on the tops of these waves, so near he 
could almost grapple them, and with all their black-mouthed 
guns thrust out of their ports and ready to let drive. He 
heard the captain's thundering shout: "Fire away!" — but 
still he worked on undaunted. At last, chink ! " Now I've 
got it!" burst unconsciously from his lips. Fatal words ! 
The dog swelled to gigantic size — a howl — a yell — and 
then such an explosion ! as if the ships had fired their broad- 
sides, and a mine had blown up beneath him, all at once. 
He saw and heard no more. After a long trance, he awoke 
late in the night. The moon looked out over the low glim- 
mering waves, and shone sadly on the snow-white sand-hills. 
The money-pot, dog and ships were all gone, and he found 
nothing by him but his hazle-rod and spade, and the heaps 
of sand he had dug in the morning. Slowly and sadly he 
crossed the beach, launched his boat on the still moon-lit bay, 
and paddled disconsolately homeward, without even a fry of 
fi. . for supper. 
"An idea was once very prevalent, especially near the 
