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eyes. dimple in the chin, a brown mole
upon the check, a mouth like a rosebud
Alb | had felt the pressure of those lips-it
was once more my apparitiOn not clad il
white this time, but draped in glossy robes
Of tender purple, like the hue of an angel:
wing. The amber lamplight foated down
upon her, and she came toward me, slowly
but surely. did not faint this time, but
retreated to- my room, double locked the
door, and fell into a chair, trembling like an
aspen leaf 4 knock shortly after some-
what restored my selfpossession, and l an
swered Come in with the full determination
not to admit the spectre, if this were she
The servants voice responded please, sir,
dinner Is ready And with renewed sell
possession, descended to the dining room
Miss Star, my nephew Mr.. Oliver Ian
don"
8. 1t was my uncle who spoke 1t was my
apparition, the golden curls, dimple chin and
rosebud mouth, who bent in acknowledges
ment. 1t was /, with my hair standing on
end and my heart in my mouth, who NUT
tered some words in reply-what, neither
nor any one else knew. She had come at
last. In living flesh and blood she stood be-
fore me, the realization OF my vision-my fate,
my future wife.
.Aun: II len - exclaimed the group, in
ne breath.
- Yes, nay dears, your Aunt Helen, re-
piled Uncle Oliver, - and the very appari-
ton who had appeared to me in the old
farmhouse, from the fairy foot TO the soft
curls, identically the same. Well, my doars,
we knew each other, loved each other, and
were married on my twenty third birthday.
She became my wife; and on the following
Al-IIallow E 'en we were sitting quietly be-
fore the fire in our own little home. had
never told her Of the vision, but on that night
had resolved to do So had opened my lips
to speak, when Helen spoke instead" "
- My dear Oliver, She began, did ever
tell ycu Of my adventure on All-IIallow E en-
Just three years ago? know have not.
Would you like to hear It?'
OF course, assanted to the PROPOSE
ton.
"0Well, on this night, just three years
ago, was a long distance from this place.
just as this hour | arrived, weary with
long journey, at the door of an old farm
house, some miles from Cincinnati, on the
road to NJ.
"'At the door Of an old farm house, some
miles from Cincinnati, on the road to M
| repeated slowly.
"'Yes; an aunt AMI uncle Of mine. an old
Scotch couple, lived there, and was to pay
them g visit, replied Helen.
Your aunt and uncle. an old Scotch
couple, lived there, and you were to pay
them a visit - / repeated once more.
Yes. continued Helen L was to meet
at this place my brother James, whom | had
not seen for three years
'Your-br)ther-Jam p | gasped in
bewilderment.
"Yes, and, Of course. | was very anxious
to see him, said my wife, So that | was
very sorry to discover, on my arrival. that
he had retired for the night. After | had
gone to my oan room could not sleep, So
! decided that | would slip on my dressing
gown, and comfort myself by taking at least
one glance at James sleeping face. So with
a light in my hand, slipped along the pas
sage, and entered, as | supposed, his room.
"'And entered, as you supposed his ROOM
| echoed mechanically.
- tie was asleep, proceeded Helen, and
! thought he Lad altered very much. | set
down the light, and bending over him,
touched my lips very softly to his. Imagine
my CONSERVATION when the eye-!ids opened
widely, revealing black orhs instead Of blue,
and like q flash of lightning the truth dawn
ed upon my mind the person whorn I had
kissed was o 1triuyer, not my brother Obey
ing my first impulse, | e1tinguished the can
die and rushed towards the door. 1t was
open, and was in the entry in a moment,
but not until | had heard the stranger spring
upon the floor, as though he were about to
follow me. How | gained my room, / do not
know; but the next morning | discovered
that a young man whose horse had been lamcd
by a fail had slept there for the night, and
had departed early in the morning What
be thought Of me | shall never know. but he
was evidently very mucl astonished.
- Not 81 much as he is now.' ] calculated.
- What can you mean?' cried my wife in
4 mean that il was | whom you kissed
that it was YOU whom | saw-that the
vision was a true one, after all, | said and
then, holding her upon my knee, | told her
my long cherished story. My All-Iallow
E en- vision. the spirit Of my future wife,
came 10 me at midnight in her own fair liv-
ng form 1t was Helen's self who kissed
ne, the bonniest wrath that ever smiled on
mortal man. 1t is true story. How do
you like it girls p
We liked it as we would a sudden shower
oath, or a frost among summer roses. 1t
was a terrible disappointment, and the
little Annie, bathed in tears, had
thrown herself sobbing upon my knees.
" What is the matter?' said Uncle Oil
yer.
"Oh-dear-me,' sobbed Annie. ''Oh
-dear-me-it isn't spirit-after all
W hat-a-mean-st0rv -
Our love for the supernatural was tanned
lown. No one sowed hemp seed, or eat an
apple in in the glass that night, | am con-
vinced.
4 POLICE CAPTAIN AND THE FREEMAsoNs
HIS HAsTY ESCAPE AFTER CATCHING VIEW OF
THE GRIDIRoN.-Capt. --, Of one of the
precincts above Canal street, enjoys the rep
ltation Of being an able police officer. A short
inc since Ie entertained the fancy to unite
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