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Chapter 81

           Hewasnolongerwalkingupontheground,butagainstthesky;bothhorseandridermovinginaninvertedposition!Thehoofsoftheformerweredistinctlyperceptibleupontheupperedgeofthefilm;whiletheshoulders—Ihadalmostsaidhead—ofthelatterwereclosedowntothelineofthehorizon!Theserapéshroudingthemhungintherightdirection—notasregardedthelawsofgravity,buttheattitudeofthewearer.So,too,thebridlereins,themane,andsweepingtailofthehorse.Alldrapedupwards!

           Whenfirstseen,thespectralform—nowmorespectre-likethanever—wasgoingataslow,leisurelywalk.Inthispaceitforsometimecontinued—Calhoungazinguponitwithaheartbrimfulofhorror.

           Allofasuddenitassumedachange.Itsregularoutlinesbecameconfusedbyaquicktransformation;thehorsehavingturned,andgoneoffatatrotintheoppositedirection,thoughstillwithhisheelsagainstthesky!

           Thespectrehadbecomealarmed,andwasretreating!

           Calhoun,halfpalsiedwithfear,wouldhavekepthisground,andpermittedittodepart,butforhisownhorse;that,justthenshyingsuddenlyround,placedhimfacetofacewiththeexplanation.

           Asheturned,thetapofashodhoofupontheprairieturfadmonishedhimthatarealhorsemanwasnear—ifthatcouldbecalledreal,whichhadthrownsuchafrightfulshadow.

           "It’sthemirage!"heexclaimed,withtheadditionofanoathtogiveventtohischagrin.

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