“Well,” he drawled in his Scotch brogue, “we are not supposed to separate.” “O, well, never mind that,” I replied; “we are so near that a low call can be heard by either of us.” And I started off impetuously, down the lefthand lane. I looked around and saw that he had started down his lane.

The lane had a little curve in it, and what I had thought was the end was not the end at all, it went much further. I stopped to consider a moment,—“Should I go on or should I call Mac, or should I just go back?” I could see a long way and I peered down into the wood.

Suddenly I caught sight of someone coming toward me. I stood looking for a few moments, for it looked like neither man or woman, and it appeared to be moving. I tried to run back to Mac, but seemed to be spellbound where I stood, as I watched the approach of the figure.

Apparently it was someone who could not walk very well; or was it a drunken soldier? Slowly it came toward me. Then suddenly the last rays of the sun, as it was setting, came through the trees and fell upon the figure. What I saw was a woman with no clothes on, and a terribly mutilated body. Not being accustomed to the many sights that became later quite familiar to us, instead of going back to meet and help this one, I turned and ran into the wood, trembling with fright. I threw myself on a bank of leaves and with the tired feeling of the day and emotions at their highest pitch, I burst into tears and cried out loud, “Oh, if there is a God in Heaven, let Him send His Son now.”

It must have been just a moment, but it seemed ages to me that I had been lying there, too frightened to move or look around.

Suddenly I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. Naturally I expected to see the unfortunate woman, and turned my head slightly. As I turned I saw what seemed to be a strange light on the ground. My questioning mind asked,“What is that?” It could not have been the sunshine, for had I not seen the sun sink out of sight over there on the horizon!

Turning around to look again, yet with a fear in my heart that I should see the woman, suddenly I lifted my eyes, and as I did so I beheld the most beautiful sight that human eyes