dark forwards and read the meanin' of the heavens, in the moon
and stars reflected there.

I don't know as she remembered 'em, and Josiah don't. But I know
as we stood there, a lookin' down on her, the lake seemed to give
a sort of a sithe and a shiver kind a run over her, not a cold
shiver exactly, but a sort of a shinin', glorified shiver. I see
it a comin' from way out on the lake and it swept and sort a
shivered on clean to the shore and melted away there at our feet.
Mebby it wuz a sort o' sithe, and mebby agin it wuzn't.

I guess it felt that it wuz all right, that a fairer race had
brought fairer customs and habits of thoughts, and the change wuz
not a bad one. I guess she looked forward to the time when a
still grander race should look down into her shinin' face, a race
of free men, and free wimmen; sons and daughters of God, who
should hold their birthright so grandly and nobly that they will
look back upon the people of to-day, as we look back upon the
dark sons and daughters of the forest, in pity and dolor.

I guess she thought it wuz all right. Any way she acted as if
she did. She looked real sort o' serene and calm as we left her,
and sort o' prophetic too, and glowin'.

Wall, we went by a long first rate lookin' sort of a tarven, I
guess. It wuz a kind of a dark red color, and dretfully flowered
off in wood - red wood. And there we see standin' near the
house, a great big round sort of a buildin', and my Josiah sez,

"There! that is a buildin' I like the looks on. That is a barn I