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156 JOSE. angle of the mountain, not more than a few hun- dred vards distant. A look to the right likewise re- vealed to her the river, rushing onward along its bed of flint. She hoped she had reached the settle- ment, but she looked about in vain for other build- ings, However, the weather at that moment al- lowed her to think of nothing but the friendly — shelter to be obtained and without an instant’s delay she urged her animal across the short, level space which separated her from the cabin. As she approached it she could not help thinking of the comparison Hattie had drawn between this class of houses and cattle stalls, and it is hardly to be sup- posed that under any other circumstances than the present would she have condescended to claim the shelter it afforded. That which she saw was a structure roughly built of clay, with a rude door and a hole closed by means of a transparency, serving the purpose of a window, the flat roof just above it. framed of unhewn logs extending beyond the wall and likewise forming a sort of veranda. _ Mary paused to picture to herself the class of people that tenanted it, when a strong gust of wind, that came sweeping across the summit, tore the straw bonnet from her head and, as though the clouds had abruptly been released, the rain came pouring down in torrents. The next moment, however, the young girl was safe beneath the shelter of the protecting - roof of the cabin, and hardly had she dismounted from her horse, when another peal of thunder seemed to rend the last bounds in the clouds, the storm went howling through the splashing sheets of water, and crash upon crash followed close upon each other. Long she could not remain in this spot, only (EON MNCE OO KS (E(0) AA :