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The Lost Hunter - A Tale of Early Times by John Turvill Adams
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the night," he continued--and his eyes shone brighter, and his stature
seemed to increase--"when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me
and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a vision passed
before me, and the hair of my flesh stood up. It stood still, but
I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine
eyes--there was silence, and then I heard a voice saying, 'Behold,
I come quickly; watch and pray, for thou knowest not the day nor the
hour!' I was not disobedient to the heavenly warning, and thenceforth
the pomps and vanities of the world have been as the dust beneath my
feet."

This was not the first time that the doctor heard the Recluse speak of
his peculiar opinions; but, although always ready to avow and dilate
upon them when others were willing to listen, he had uniformly
manifested an unwillingness to allude to himself or the incidents of
his life. Whenever, heretofore, as sometimes happened, the curiosity
of his auditors led the conversation in that direction, he had
invariably evaded all hints and repulsed every inquiry. But his mood
seemed different to-day. Elmer was a friend whom Holden highly prized,
and he could therefore speak the more freely in his presence; but this
is not sufficient to account for the dropping of his reserve. We know
no other explanation than that there are times when the heart of every
one is opened, and longs to unburden itself, and this was one of them
that unsealed the lips of the Solitary.

"Is it long since the revelation?" inquired the doctor.

"Too long," said Holden, "did I wander in the paths of sin, and
in forgetfulness of my God, and my youth was wasted in that which
satisfieth not, neither doth it profit. My heart was very hard, and it
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