Either admonished by these stern intercessors, or by a look of compassion from her beautiful daughter, who stood at some distance, she replied we should have what we asked for, but only for love.

Her daughters, of whom there were two, busied themselves in producing new barley bread and skimmed milk, of which we partook immoderately.

We parted on better terms, and my friend Stephens was greeted with a smile from each of the lovely girls, which so influenced him that he insisted upon revealing our character and asking their hospitality for the night.

After a good deal of discussion it was agreed he should make the experiment alone.

He returned and produced the military cap which he always wore inside his shirt.