Bedford inquirer and chronicle. [volume] (Bedford, Pa.) 1854-1857, 1857-03-27
A GHOST STORY.
BY HAZEL GREEN, ESQ.

''Never but once was frightened at any-
thing ike ghost" said Timothy Tyles.
.'and then was frightened for certain. |
vas living on the upper Mississippi at the
time, but that makes no difference. III
Tell you how If was.
0ae night, about T. o'clock, heard
some one rapping at my door. "who's
there7'' asked.
f'Mosier," replied voice from without:
II thought I'D stop and see if you wouldn't
go and watch the coal pit for me till morn
ing. am not very we'll, and having been
up all last night, / think had better try
to get little sleep"
Now knew Mosier very weIl-kncw be
was burning charcoal about half nile up
the riveT and not only that, but knew
he had real pretty girl, aud that had ta-
ken great notion 10 her. So up l jumps,
bau|s on my clothes, and was ready to be
of 10 . few minutes.
"You viii not be afraid 10 stay by YOUR
self, viii you Tims" asked AIosier, as We
we're about separating, for he lived stilI
further down the river.
"Afraid,'' exclaimed l. "No, What
should be afraid of I hare never yet
seen anything worse than myself"
"0h, l did not mean to say you were
cowardly, Tim, but | thought you might be
lonesome, perhaps; and if you thought 50,
that had better wake up the putchman
who is staying at your house, and try to
get him to 60 with you"
| assured him that needed no company,
aud SO started for the coal pit, The nigh,
~as very dark, and must confess that |
did feel a little squeamish, but could not
cell why. There was tue grave of an In-
dian by the side of the path which must
travel to reach the c1al pit, and it had been
reported that wonderful sights bad been
seen there. Perhaps this was the cause Of
MY unpleasant feelings
tried to whistle my spirits up, but it
was all no GO. The nearer / approached
the dreaded spot, he worse felt. When
I had reached the cliff Of rocks around
which | shorld turn in few PAGES, and be
right at tie Indian grave, felt my hat
raise on my head, and then it seemed that
myriads of little demons were dancing
through my hair, and plaping at leap frog
up and down my back and over my shoul-
ders, and humnliug queer noises in my ears.
stopped, aud began to think seriously of
beating retreat. just then the fair in-
aye of Jane Elizabeth Elvira Mosi9l fitted
across my fancy, and l said to myself,
This will never do. Go back, and let the
old mans coal pit burst out and burn up4
Why, it would settle the hash with me for
ever. The next tine ia go to see Jane
Elizabeth Elyira, he'd up and kick me out
OF the house; besides,' reasoned l, ''what
have seen! What kind of an excuse
could ] make1 No stree, I'll go through
or bust biler. Ii there's anything at the
Old Indian grave, III not see it, for won't
look that way"
Thus saying, started on at rapid pace.
The rocks were rounded, and keeping my
eyes bent oa the ground, had nearly pas
sed the grave, when bright light blazed
across the path just before NE. Before l
had time to think, l looked up, and oh,
great Jupiter what sight. A monster
with head about the size Of a half bnshel
measure, was standing upon the Indian
grave. It's eyes as large as cocoa nuts,
weIe rolling in its great head, and glaring
fri9ntfully at me. From between It's huge
teeth bright jets Of FIRE flashed and blazed
seEoss my path, like streaks Of miniature
fightning. In fact, its entire head seemed
70 be one great red ball of FIRE, sith small
pieces of the sun set in it for eyes.
While stood gazing, completely stupe-
fed with horror, it made low bow to me,
and then raising itself erect, it shook its
head and ratified its teeth together most
frightfully. Then [ fancied that saw it
take few steps toward where | was stand
Inc. This rather reused me to sense of
action, and in the next instant was bob
bing alcng down the river bank a little
swifter than il was usual for footmen to pass
that way. At every leap imagined it was
grabbing at my coat tail, for when Istart-
ed, thought heard it right at my heels
Reaching home, did not wait to open the
door, but throwing my weight against it,
bursted il in. The Dutchman, who was
sleeping up stairs, hearing the rippit, and
sapposing the house was besieged, came
down with chair drawn, and crying at the
top of his voice:
"Robbers tiefs, murter robbers -
ticfs Inohins Oh, mine Gotn
Seeing nobody but me, he settled down.
All 10 the family were aroused. told my