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I know that we have our thousands of stricken homes and ruined lives, but the end of the war left America debtor to civilisation, even though she gave the strength which brought the war to an end. 'Faced with our indebtedness, what did we do? 'Europe lay stricken. The spectres of ruin, starvation, anarchy, hovered about her form.

For my part, I know not to this hour whether there are any such things as real apparitions, spectres, or walking of people after they are dead, or whether there is any thing in the stories they tell us of that kind, more than the product of vapours, sick minds, and wandering fancies.

The diamonds and rubies seem wet, and make veiled beings in the shadow below weep, their sides bruised with the hair shirt and their iron-tipped scourges, their breasts crushed with wicker hurdles, their knees excoriated with prayer; women who think themselves wives, spectres who think themselves seraphim. Do these women think? No. Have they any will? No. Do they love? No. Do they live? No.

In death let us not be divided!" The pang was over; Leslie passed into insensibility. When she recovered herself, the spectres of that horrible dream still flitted around her, for did she not distinguish through the surge and the blast Hector Garret's foot speeding to receive his doom? But "Leslie," not "Alice," was his cry.

'White wings are crossing; Glad waves are tossing; The earth flames out in crimson and green: Spring is appearing, Summer is nearing Where hast thou been? Down in some cavern, Death's sleepy tavern, Housing, carousing with spectres of night? The trumpet is pealing Sunshine and healing Spring to the light."

All the old masters stalk like spectres through his pages, and among them are the shades of the moderns, even men that we have dined with. According to Stevenson, a certain kind of subject requires a certain "treatment," and the choice of his tone follows his title. These "treatments" are always traditional, and even his titles tread closely on the heels of former titles.

When you want to rise, however, you see all at once that there is something strange, something weird and spectral about the room a chair moves by itself, an empty garment stalks about, the windows, the light everything is different, unaccustomed, and all at once you realize that you are not yet awake, that you are still dreaming and have landed in a world of spectres.

They roved about in pairs; sometimes at night, with muffled oars, gliding like spectres about frigates and guard-ships riding at anchor, cutting off any boats that made for shore, and keeping the enemy in constant uneasiness.

Oh, if Dane and the rangers were with her in the forest how soon they would put the slashers to rout, and take her home. But they were far off, so her only hope lay in the arrival of the Indians, from where she did not know. Darkness came, and with it the long-expected Indians. They were a score in all, and they glided like spectres along the shore and up to the lodge in the thicket.

But in all else she was a Dane. Dane in her creed and her habits Dane in her intense and brooding imagination in the poetry that filled her soul, peopled the air with spectres, and covered the leaves of the trees with charms.