Ghosts! Ghosts!

. 'I üe last. Argus and the last Regia'ii'i- remind mie very mueh of two ïïttle lioy.s not possessing ovcrly great courage, vho liad been sent on alicerVa ml past a graveyard on a dark niirht. )y a bigger boy named .Timmy, from th? everglades of I.yndon. The two little fellows had only got fairly started om the lonely route when Keby thought he saw something. ■■See 8am ! There ! behind that Ri-avestcme is a ghost ! Don't you St- him ? Doni't you se his face? Oroat S-ott ! It's Beal ! Come Sam, i't'8 run !" Thr-y are about to start to run, ■iy loolis up in perfect terror, ic'Stlire, riirht in front, before Iiis yory lyes, ia the ghost of the man wlio has bamtted diim for years. "Hold oii !" eays gam, "I never'll go past that tree yoaider." "Where ?" usks the thoroughly ter rified Sebby. "Why, Tight beside the road there! iOan'-t you see that awful ghost ? It's Allen ! It's Alleji !! I'm going to go back ! I never'll go past that tree !" And so they grabbed each other's hands, and Sebby and Sammy ran tack as fast as their legs would carry them, to Jlmmy, who had been anxiously waittng for' the boys to do the errand he didn't dare do himself. After the three had got together eigain, and Jimmy had boen. assured that Sebby and Sam could jiever go past, that graveyard, he set his wits to work and evolved tliis proposition: "I teil you what we'll do; we'U go round by the swamp. I ain't afraid." And the 1 ast seen oS the trio, Jiiumy liad Sammy on one eide and Sebby on the otlior, a.s a body puard, aad had Btarted aroiuid by the swamp.