I knew there was no such thing as ghosts and I
kept saying a paraphrase over to myself and the Golden Text of the
next Sunday School lesson but oh, how my heart beat when I got
near the hollow! It was so dark. You could just see things dim-
like but you couldn't see what they were. When I got to the
bridge I walked along sideways with my back to the railing so I
couldn't think the dog was behind me. And then just in the middle
of the bridge I met something. It was right before me and it was
big and black, just about the size of a Newfoundland dog, and I
thought I could see a white nose. And it kept jumping about from
one side of the bridge to the other. Oh, I hope none of my
readers will ever be so frightened as I was then. I was too
frightened to run back because I was afraid it would chase me and
I couldn't get past it, it moved so quick, and then it just made
one spring right on me and I felt its claws and I screamed and
fell down. It rolled off to one side and laid there quite quiet
but I didn't dare move and I don't know what would have become of
me if Amos Cowan hadn't come along that very minute with a
lantern. And there was me sitting in the middle of the bridge and
that awful thing beside me. And what do you think it was but a
big umbrella with a white handle? Amos said it was his umbrella
and it had blown away from him and he had to go back and get the
lantern to look for it.
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