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Legenbs of the Mill. 161 other nocturnal flowers emitted a pleasant fragrance over the fblds but from the bogs and the rivulets came up now and then damp, penetrating gusts, that sent an icy chill through me. " Ugh 1 how it måkes one shudder," cried my companion on such occasions. He believed that these gusts were the breath of passing spirits of the night, and thought he saw a witch or eat with glowing eyes in every bush which the wind put in motion. iVi
