That, with him, ever was a sign of the clearing up of his ideas.
"How do you do, Teddy ?" at length the missionary said, after having enjoyed the poor fellow's confusion.
"Faith, but ye sent the cold shivers over me.

_Is_ it yerself, Mister Harvey, out in these woods, or is it yer ghost on the s'arch for Misthress Cora?
I sometimes thinks me own ghost is out on the s'arch without me body, an' I shouldn't be surprised to maat it some day.
But I'm mighty glad it's yerself an' not yer ghost, for, to till the thruth, I don't jist like ghosts--they makes a body feel so quare in the stomach." "Come with me; I have an Indian as company, and you may as well join us." The Hibernian followed, a few paces behind, continually expressing his astonishment at seeing his master so far away from home.

He did not look up until they were within a few paces of the camp-fire, when Richter stepped from before him.
"Save us! save us! but if there isn't the ghowst of Miss Cora come to haunt me for not finding her afore!" exclaimed Teddy, retreating a step or two in genuine terror.

"Saint Patherick, Saint Pether, Saint Virgin Mary, protict me! I didn't mane to get dhrunk that day, ye know, nor to make a frind of--" "I am no ghost but my own self, Teddy, restored to my husband in safety.

Can you not welcome me ?" "Oorah! Oorah!" and he danced a moment in uncontrollable joy.