"[...] "Waal, no, miss," said he; "we don't run no reg'lar express up to Wallencamp; might be a very healthy oc'pation, but not as lukertive as some, I reckon-not as lukertive as pickin' 'tater-bugs: that's what they do, mostly, down thar'. Fact is, miss," he concluded, with considerable gravity; "we don't vary often go down to Wallencamp unless we're obliged to." On my proposing to make it lucrative, he immediately called, in a loud voice, to one of the playful occupants of the dépôt: "Hi, thar!' 'Rasmus! 'Rasmus! Here's a lady wants to be conveyed down to Wallencamp; you run home and tackle, now! You be lively, now!" 'Rasmus was lively. In a very few moments something of an unusual and ghostly appearance-so much only I could discover of what afterwards became a very [...]".