The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1861-03-14

we set OF together. AI nrsG he Was iiioA
serious than usual, but as the day passef
on I saw with delight that his spirits were
once more resuming their wonted tone
The rich color came back to his dark
cheek, his eyes beamed with their wontec
brightness. The ghost seer was gone, and
the careless boy stood once more before
me. I Irejoiced in thcs:happy change, as q
mother might in the returning smiles o.
her ailing infant, and at dusk we returned
to the city, rs happy q pair as you would
wish to meet
CHOW, Bob" said, when we had dinod
we will finish this evening at the theatre
and Danish these gloomy fancies even
moro effcctually among the lights and
music"
"Gloomy thoughtsl" laughedmy friend
"I am in high spirits tonight, and feel ut
terly ashamed of my ghostly stories-
Come, ifyou are ready, I am."
We went out into the hall as he spoke
and my hard was upon the door, when
Robert suddenly exclaimed:
II had nearly forgotten my gloves and
handkerchief; Dinah," and he bcckoned
to the little black waitress, "Dinah, run
up and bring them to me. My gloves arc
upon the table, and you will find hand
kerchief in one of the bureau drawers
which is unlocked"
The little darl1ie started with alacri1y
but while he waited for her return, ter
rible scream sounded through the house
and she came running down again, with
out the articles for which she had been
dispatched.
ooh, de ghostl de ghost~ she screamed
"dars ghost in Massa Redlaw's roomF
"What do you mean ?" calculated Rob
crt; and g what do you meant" was re.
iteratcd By the landlady and her boarders
as they focked to the scene of action.
at went after dc han'kercher to Massa
Redlaw's room," gaspcd Dinah, "and
tell yer de blessed truff, der was woman
all in de middle of dc room, holding up 6
jar, and in dat jar der was q hand, and dc
woman she han't only one herself, for
socn her Jest as plain as daylight Tru|
as I'm alive, it was ghost"
I snatchcd the candlcsticlz from Dinah''
trembling fingers and rushed up stairs
The apartment was empty, and the win
dow upon the roof closed; I opened the
cupboard door and looked in. There
stood the glass jar in which the hand was
preserved, on a remote corner of the shelf
Nothing had been disturbed that I coulc
discover. and pcrploxod and disturbed
closed tie door. AS did SO, q low wall
ing moan, distinct, despairing and horri
bic, broke upon my ear; and, with the
blood running cold within my veins,
descended to the hall once more.
Robert sat upon chair, his pale face
hidden in both arms. L touched him up
on the shoulder, and found that he wa:
senseless. At first 1 thought that he was
dead.
For four weeks Robert Rcdlaw trem
bled on the margin of the grave, and we
his comrades, watched over him with !
sad foreboding, for the excitement whicl
he had undergone had developed hear
disease, which might at any momen
prove fatal. At last, however, tho dan
ger seemed to grow less imminent, ane
although yet weak, he seemed to bo upo1
the high road to recovery.
All that timo l had never left him, day
or night. Study had been thrown aside
and business abandoned-all earthly in
terest seemed conferred in the dying friend
beside whose pillow I watched SO anxious
ly. When the happy hour of GONZALES
cence came, could have wept for joy.
One day had been sitting beside Rob
ert reading from an old book to which h'
loved to listen until the twilight fell, ant
the words. Then my friend said to me
clay down beside me, Greystock, an(
rest little while; you must be weary
and in my happy confidence of his safety
Fobeyed, and had scarcely flung mysel
upon the pillow ere slumber overlook me
How long I slept I know not, but [ wa
awakened by low moan, and lifting my
head I saw Robert sitting upright gazing
through the window.
"Bob, dear Bob |" CALCULATED, wha
is the matter"
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