The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1857-08-13
"Phantoms gray in the wide sea drowned,
Wanof cheek and hollow of eye,
Wrap thyself in thy shroud around,
Add hifher come at fhv nasfar,s cru y


Wanof cheek and hollow of eye,
= Wrap thyself in thy shroud around,
Add hither come at thy masters cry"
The song ended; the Spaniard turne
5 once more to the door of pavilion. an
with voice still more solemn than befor
cried.
You who have desired to sound th
tdeep mysteries Of the tomb, what do yo1
see?'
We listened with breathless anxiety
The student replied in the calmn voice @
man who watches with curiosity the de
tails of some physical phenomenon.
! I see. the vapor elongate,itself and TAX,
the shape Of phantom. This phantom
has its head covered with long veil.
is in the -plaes where FIRST saw it,
Are you afraid?' said the Spaniard in.
sultingly.
Proudly and bravely the young man
answered,
| Il am not afraidp
We scarce dared to look at each other
SO great was the astonishment and so
much were we occupied with the wild mo-
tons OF the Spaniard, who tossed his arms
over his head, and invoked three times a
name sinful to utter, after which he sang
the third verse OF his demoniac song, in a
shrill reverberant voice:
"The phantom is come; the ghost is here,
He says I hear my dear friend call,
He loves too well to feel a fear
When lift my veil and cast my pall
The spaniard, as soon as he had fin-
ished, repeated this biabolical question,
what do you see?'
1 see,' answered the student, Spectre
advancing. He lifts his veil It is Fran
els Vialat-he approaches the table-he
writes--it is his signature
Are you afraid cried the spaniard
with sort of hoarse fury.
There was a moment of awful silence.
Then the young man replied in a calm and
eq liable tone, mo. | am not afraid
Then the Spaniard, as if attacked with
an epilectic fit, leaped and shivered in a
sort of frenzy, and sang in hoarse, ,grut-
tural voice, the last internal stanza:
phantom says tothe braggart boy,
81 come to thee from the grave yard cold;
clasp thy neck with shudderingjoy
My lips to thine for ever TIL hold.'
what do see?' cried the Spaniard, in
6oice of thunder
sHe comes--nearer-neare pur
sues me. He opens bis arms-he embra-
ces me-help!-help! o! help I say!'
Are you afraid?' cried the Spaniard
with sort of ferocious joy.
"A piercing cry, then a,stiaed groan
were the only replies to this terrible ques-
ton.
Assist this young braggart,' said the
Spaniard to US, in bitter voice. I have
won the bet, but it is enough to have Civ
en- him lesson. Let him keep the mon
ey, and be wiser in future.
Having said this he walked rapidly a.
way. We were stupefed. We opened
the door and found the student in horri. |
BILE convulsions. A paper signed with the
name of Francis Vialat lay on the table.
The moment the young man recovered his
senses, he demanded where was the ma
gician, the Infamous magician who had
been the cause of such horrible profan-
alton. He wished to kill him. He ran to
he tavern to seek him-he rushed like a
mailman out into the night to discover
lim, and we saw him no more. This is
ny story boys
In the dead silence that prevailed-so
much were we impressed with the story
was the only one who had the courage
o say,
And after that, how is it that you donot
'elieve in ghosts?'
Because, answered my uncle, neither
he young man nor the magician ever
,ane back NOR with them the FIVE thous-
md francs that myself and my fellow
ravelers had contributed toward the bet.
Those two rascals had robbed us, after
laving played under our noses comedy,
he price of which l shall not consider too
lear ifit convinces you that it is only fools
Who believe in ghosts