money." Her conditions were complied with. "Now," said she, "Jes you foller me and I'll soon find de children -- if you had jes sent for me fust, you might have had em long ago. Again ten o'clock tomorrow we'll have em safe a nuff. De childers all right."
The poor old deluded creature now with staff in hand started out with quite a number of searchers, she leading the way. But they were soon interrupted by night coming on. The night was dark, cold and rainy. But when morning came as usual, it brought hundreds and thousands of people to the mountain, and quite a number who did not have any faith in witches accompanied the old enchantress, curious to know how her conjuring would end.
The reader can imagine the sorcerer, as she leads the way, and see her as she ascends the rocky heights of the Allegheny. After passing rugged hills and crossing timber, obstructed vales, and swollen streams that had been more than thrice explored before, she enters the barren wastes of the interior of the mountain. Ten o'clock came, and eleven and twelve passed by, and yet, the place nor children were not found. But on, and on, the charmer went, still declar-
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