come ; first one, and then another, and then a whole lot of them. I am sure they grow out of the walls'
"' Perhaps they have papas and mammas,' said an older boy, with a smile.
"'Yes, yes; and the doctor brings them in his pocket,' said another, a consequential little maiden.
"'No; I'll tell you,' said the older boy: 'they're ghosts.'
"' But ghosts are white.'
" 'Oh! but these have got black coming down the chimney.'
" 'No,' said a curious-looking, white-faced boy of fourteen, who had been reading by the firelight, and had stopped to hear the little ones talk; 'they're body ghosts; they're not soul ghosts.'
11 A silence followed, broken by the first, the dreamy-eyed boy, who said,—