stuff you gib me fer de belly misery?"

Aun' Jinkey had already found a bottle containing a decoction of the
wild ginger root, and with pewter spoon forced some of the liquid
into the man's mouth. He struggled slightly and began to revive. At
last he opened his eyes and looked with an awed expression at the
young girl who stood at the foot of the bed.

"I hope you feel better now," she said, kindly.

"Are you--am I alive?" he asked.

"Dar now, mars'r, you isn't in heb'n yet, dough Miss Lou, standin'
dar, mout favor de notion. Des you took anoder swaller ob dis
ginger-tea, en den you see me'n Chunk ain' angels."

Chunk grinned and chuckled. "Neber was took fer one in my bawn
days."

The young man did as he was bidden, then turned his eyes wistfully
and questioningly from the two dark visages back to the girl's
sympathetic face.

"You remember," she said, "you were being chased, and turned your
horse toward a steep bank, which you didn't see, and fell."

"Ah, yes--it's all growing clear. You were the woman I caught
glimpse of."

She nodded and said: "I must go now, or some one will come looking