Smyrna times., 1858-06-03

dered as they passed it.
From lip to lip went the startling inteli-
eeace that ghostly form was at times distinct
ly seen fitting about the old ruins, wandering
hither and thither about them, vanishing the
instant it was seen, and appearing at moments
when least eXpected,- it was not long ere
this mystical shade became known as the ghost
of Los Eutos.'
Strange was the excitement created by these
startling rumOrs, and intense was the desire to
penetrate the mystery; and this desire extended
to myself.
"A plan was formed between my brother to
visit the church and endeavor to unravcl the
mystery and penetrate-'
The old man was here strangely interrupted.
A form darkened the door of his cottage, and
we both looked up to the intruder.
lie was an old, very old man, with with
cred and ungainly form, thin, cadaverOn>
looking countenance, the complexion of which
showed him to be an Italian. His eyes were
the brightest ever saw-indeed, they gluwed
like the fires of furnace, as they around upon
the scene to which he had uncercmonoualy IN
troduced himself
Don Miguel stepped forward. and moved
chair toward him, at the same time asking him
TO come in and be seated. The invitation was
accepted and then the stranger unconsciousy
limited that he was hungry, by glancing at the
remnant of the meal had just partakcn of.
The old man soon prepared him plain but
substantial supper and then as the stranger did
not seem to wish to converse, he again took h'>
seat near me ard continued his story.
"'As | was saying, my brother and myself
connected with the old church. We chose the
hour of night in which to visit it.
'Ah well would it have been for us if we
had hot planned this adventu-e--lor never can
forget the fatality that attended it, But here
the old man sighed, while the dark-browed
stranger suddenly turned toward him and beat
an earnest look upon his features.
I'VE armed ourselves continued the old
man, 'and set out for the ruins about an hour
before midnight. AS We drew near them, they
seemed more gloomy and toroidding than ever.
1T might have been this gloom that caused
strange torcboding Of evil to arise in my heart.
'We passed in at the front door, and moved
along the aisle TO the spot where the altar once
stood. All was dark aud cheerlcss, ard my
| agitation increased at every step. A wild
langh suddenly resounded throughout the vault
cd room, seeming to proceed from the we'll
above us. a shudder passed over me as looked
up. A dark object descended with fearful ra-
pidity, and struck my brother to the cold stone
floor dartcd toward hm-rascd him up-hls
form quivered convulsvely in my arms-the
next moment he was dead.
Another wild laugh, and the murdcrcr--the
ghost Of Los EntOS--the brigand who had
swore to take the commanders lfe--escaped.' >
THE stranger started up, with large knife
in his hand and a fearful frown of vindictive
passion upon his brow.
Escaped = continued the old man, and from
that hour to this | have never SEEN
"'Ha ha! you are mistaken! ! wildly cried
the dark.browcd stranger, darting toward hun,
with countenance perfectly iendish in It's ex
you''
And ere either of US could recover from our
surprise, he continued vehementy:
: "'Yes, did kill your brother, thinking il
was you that thus fell victim to my vengeance
} In years after, | learned my mistakc-renewcG
my oath-and determined you should die by my
Aand For years have sought in vain-Lut a
last seal your doom! Die p"
The knife was aimed at Don Miguel's heart
o as the last word Of that sentence echoed fierce
ly in the room. His death would have beer
+ certain, had not sprung up and struck aside
u the hand which held the weapon.
d This movement saved the old mans life
II and being quick and prompt, when aroused b!
1t danger, he drew pistol from his bosom AM
e shot his enemy through the brain. Ere tn
smoke of his weapon had cured up to the cell
t. ing, the brigand g host and murderer was dead
of My story is ended added the Lieutenant
e after a moments pause let's 60 below
'e We did.