Marshall County Democrat., 1856-11-20

by that time had risen, and shone through
the window. One pane had been broken,
splinters OF glass lay close under it. The
table was overthrown a broken lamp was
on the floor; also book, handsomely
bound, which seemed to be ground under
the heel rather than trod upon. by strong
man. The English lady stopped to pick ii
up, but as she did SO, she saw, by the
moonlight, stains upon the oaken floor,
which made her suddenly recoil and lean,
trembling, on her lover for support. They
looked towards the sofa, an old piece OF
furniture covered with blue damask; upon
tina, too, there wasa large dark stain, and
over it the moon cast the shadow of the
two young people. The shadow of a young
man erect-the shadow of young girl
clinging to it violently trembling.
Look! look! Eustaco,' cried the girl
These are not our shaf fows!'
Indeed, love, they iqre.'
Did you not tell me this was ST. Egidi-
us day?' r.
Both started, for there was a sudden
flutter in the room distinctly heard. The
young man promptlyosaw and pointed out
that this noise was nothing supernatural
Besides an Impressed bed in one corner OF
the room, there were some more hand
somely bound books upon table, all in
gilded and morocco covers. One of them
lay open, and the evening breeze that en-
tered through the broken panes of glass had
touched some of its leaves.
'The lovers are q long time absent,
whispered partners 70 each other, as they
danced their last dance on The grass about
the guide-post. If they be lost in the
wood, and we have to go a hunting fol
them, it will be pretty midsummer
night dream Shrill whistling and loud
shouting presently grew to be the only
amusement of the company, and were kept
until the missing pair appeared.
But you do look as if you had been Sec
ing ghosts somebody said TO them What
are they like?'
'The nearest thing to ghost that We
have seen,' said Mr.. Wenn, 4 seized and
brought with me. Here it is. He took
a little book out of his pocket-a book
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nished gliding he offered for the
inspection of the company.
why, what fruit is this to bring out OF
an oak wood' cried mine host; "a corrupt
French romance!'
The account brought home of the forest
er's deserted house, that had been at last
actually seen By an English gentleman and
lady, was in day or two town news, and
tho story to which it belonged had been du-
ly fitted to it. This is the story:
Conrad Ducker and his daughter one
morning sat at breakfast many years
ago.
You are spelling my coffee, Gertrude,
said the old forester, stern, dark looking
man; your thoughts are astray. You've
been reading those detestable red books
You must get married and be housewife,
girl
Il, father?'
Yes, you. Peter from beyond the noun
tain came to ask for you this morning. A
husband like that would be good luck fol
princess
'But l cannot leave you, father, and my
heart is in the forest. l should not like
to marry into the open land
'One may breathe the more freely in the
open land, girl; though fo&ha l wouldn''
leave the forest. etitpass. Marry Gott-
fried Schluck who lives close by, and has
gone down on his knees to you five times
over
He has been married twice, father; and
no man loves second wife,
Bah! said the huntsman, scowling sud
denly upon his daughters face. 'As you
live, tell me the truth, Gertrude! What
made you spoil my coffee?'
'Fatherp
What were your thoughts?'
'Nothing-at least foolish. | was think
ing only of this stocking that am about,
because it is SO difficult to match my col
well, and am getting tired of red and
green
The old man suddenly rose and said
The count will be here to-day or to-mor.
row, Gertrude
The girls cheeks flushed as she replied,
Il know it.
How, girl, how?'
Francis, father, brought me word he
was to come on st. Egidius' day.
'Ah! does hep murmured the forester
pacing the room thoughtfully; 'hc comes
on st. Egidius' day?'
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