The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1857-06-24
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THE GHOST j RAISER.

"A CAPITAL STORY.

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Ny uncle Beagly, who commenced his
commercial career very early in the pres |
ent century as a bagman, will tell stories.
Among them he'tells his single ghost story
so often thatsI am heartily tired of it. In
elfdefenee, therefore, 4 publish the tale,
in order that when next the good. kind old
gentleman offers to bore us with it, every
body may say they know it. remember
every word of it. sf j5itl -
= One fine aautumn evening, about forty
years ago, Il was travelling on horseback
ffomtS tShrewburyto Chester. / felt tolera-
bly, tired, and was beginning to look out
for a snug waysidesinn, where might pass
the night, when sudden and violent thnn-1
der. storm came on. My horse, terrified
,lythe lightning. fairly took The bride be-
twecmhis teeth, and started off with me at
fullsgalIop, through the,ianes and cross
roads, ,until at length I ma~agcd to pull
him up. just near the door of aneat coun-
tryI inn. b,te sgiitz 81 Saf Na-lg' n
naNell, ,sIthonght ], "there was wit in
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10. .tais1 s1comfortable refuge" sac Nt'5
And aiighting,I / gave him in charge to
astout farmers boy. who acted as hostler.
The inn kitchen, which was also the guest
room, ,swasiarge, clean, neat aud .comforta
ble-Avery like the pleasant hostlery de-
scribed by Izaak Walton There were
seysral travellers already in the room
probably, like myself, driven there for shell
ter--and they were all warming themselves
ihy. the blazing fire while waiting for sup
per. > joined the party. Presently, be-
ing summoned by the hostess, we oil sat
down, twelve in number, to smoking re-
past of bacon aud eggs, corned beef and
carrots, and stewed hare.
The conversation naturally turned on
the mishaps occasiohed by the storm, of
which every one seemed to have his full
share. One had been thrown off his horse;
another, driving in q gig, had been upset
into muddy dixie; all had got athorough
wetting, and agreed unanimously that it
was dreadfalf bad weather = a regular
witches sabbath. Z . 2 fs3s}b
.lWitches and ghosts prefer for their
sabbatha fne moonlig ght TO such weather
as thisle q Hi II 3 stl : ~
These wofds we're uttered in solemn
tone, and with strange emphasis, by one
ofthe company He was a tall dark look
ing man. ana 4 had set him down in my
mind as . travelling merchant, ,or ,pediar.
My nextnefghbor was gay, well looking,
!, fashionabiy dressed young man. whoburst-
ing into q peal Of laughter, said:
"You must know the manners and GUS
toms Of ghosts, very well to be able to tell
that they dislike getting wet or maddy."
The ffst speaker, giving him dark
fierce look, said:
"Young man, SPEAK, not SO lightly o.
things above your comprehenslo4' 30
Perhaps there are ifgoaf bad courage
TO look at themn aDN Il %
THAT tapnt should costgeadeE, if i
were not such foolish one"
"Afoolish onep exclaimedthe merchan
throwing on the table 10 theayy ieatherr
purse. gAgJIH UG 0iaatEdsld
There are fifty gaineas. am contenttt
lose them,yif before the hour is ended.
do not succeed ii showing you, who ar,
90 obstinately prejgdiced, the form of an.
one Of yourdeceased friends; apdif, afte
you have recogni zed him. You will ALLOW
him to kiss.your lips. "s sEgfgel
We ailsl65ke kedsat leach other; but ~,
young neighbor stili.in the same mockins
MANNER replied: stesea esssf 1tii'sa az
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