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LIFE AMONG THE LOWLY            535
was his mother's shroud, he thought; but Cassy had it, holding it up, and showing it to him. He heard a con­fused noise of screams and groanings; and, with it all, he knew he was asleep, and he struggled to wake himself. He was half awake. He was sure something was coming into his room. He knew the door was opening, but he could not stir hand or foot. At last he turned, with a start; the door was open, and he saw a hand putting out his light.
It was a cloudy, misty moonlight, and there he saw it! — something white, gliding in ! He heard the still rustle of its ghostly garments. It stood still by his bed; - - a cold hand touched his; a voice said, three times, in a lofr, fearful whisper, " Come ! come ! "come ! " And, while he lay sweating with terror, he knew not when or how, the thing was gone. He sprang out of bed, and pulled at the door. It was shut and locked, and the man fell down in a swoon.
After this, Legree became a harder drinker than ever before. He no longer drank cautiously, prudently, but imprudently and recklessly.
There were reports around the country, soon after, that he was sick and dying. Excess had brought on that fright­ful disease that seems to throw the lurid shadows of a coming retribution back into the present life. None could bear the horrors of that sick-room, when he raved and screamed, and spoke of sights which almost stopped the blood of those who heard him; and, at his dying bed, stood a stern, white, inexorable figure, saying, " Come ! come ! come ! "
By a singular coincidence, on the very night that this vision appeared to Legree, the house-door was found open in the morning, and some of the negroes had seen two white figures gliding down the avenue towards the high­road.
It was near sunrise when Cassy and Emmeline paused, for a moment, in a little knot of trees near the town.