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contents of the larder nightly disappeared, no one knew how; but the servants affirmed that a figure in white was seen hovering around the valley, and skipping from rock to rock; they were so alarmed, none would venture out singly. Days and weeks went on, Napoleon's cook complaining, in common with ours, of depredations committed on his cuisine; and not having the benefit of a market to replace the loss, it was a matter of no small annoyance. I firmly believed it to be Huff's ghost, and became quite ill from sleepless nights, being literally afraid to close my eyes. At length, after repeated unsuccessful watching, my father and some friends saw a figure stealing along the valley which led towards the house; they watched it uninterruptedly, until it appeared within hail, and upon receiving no answer to their challenge, they fired in the direction. A scream soon told the effect of their shot. Hastening to the spot, they beheld a negro slave, whom they