Margaret O36

“Why, Gavin,” Margaret said, in fear, “you
look as if it had struck you.”

' Qh, no,’ Gavin answered, with a forced

laugh, and he lit her lamp for her.

But it had struck him, though it was not
lightning. It was the flashing of a lantern against
the window to attract his attention, and the holder
of the lantern was Babbie.

“ Good-night, mother.”

** Good-night, Gavin. Don’t sit up any later.”