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LINDIGO.

nation never before betrayed her into such a delicious trance, or charmed her ears with such enchanting strains of music! Yes; every note of the never forgotten pibroch became more and more distinct, and instead of dying away on the air, and leaving her far more forlorn than ever, it increased in power, and became more real! Could it be a dream, or a prognostication of some calamity? She moved herself to ascertain whether she was really awake, and turned her eyes towards the part she imagined the sound came from, when! Did her eyes deceive her? Or was it a vision? There, truly, was the model of Charlie Stuart's boat gliding round the point of the islet! and Donald Munro, as of yore, in the bows, playing the well-known pibroch! Yes, it was him, for she could not mistake his playing, for many a delightful evening she had listened to it. But, who was that sitting at the tiller, and turning his eyes towards the shore? It is he! It is Charlie Stuart! How piercing are the eyes of love! She could not be deceived! She gasped for breath while in the act of calling on his name! Her limbs trembled under her when she attempted to rise!

A harsh voice now whispered in her ear the well known words, "Wynn bah" (not yet), and a powerful arm seized her. "Charlie dear, save me!" were the only words she could utter, when she fell insensible in her captor's arms, and was carried back to the camp by Bungilina.

On recovering from her swoon, Lindigo found herself stretched on a couch, with Matoka bathing her temples, and Bungilina bandaging his arm, it having been seriously injured by the teeth of Bran, who was growling at her side.

When the chief was removed out of hearing, and Lindigo was able to converse, her kind friend Matoka told her that Bungilina, having been fishing on the opposite side of the island, heard the strange music from the whitefellows' canoe; he then ran home, under the belief that they were coming to rescue Lindigo. Not finding her at the camp, he made for her favourite haunt the cherry-tree, from which he carried her to the