Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1861-03-01

w NasnaTlne huu b''ek's' s"s Wv ""' wv
time to spend on visions. l stood. on 'hAs
evening. within my room. the last curl ad-
ju..ed. the Las, clasp fastened. looking cd.
miripsly at boque, Of eIoties. and islt no
more lear Of any spectre than did Of the
iutore-,hat deep. veied mystery which
seem. all smile. and sunshine 10 u. while
va are young-when the sound ofapprosch-
ing foo,.,ep. made me start. IL was only
Katharine who came TO tt'! me that
the guest. wero arriving. and snatchns my
handkcrch,ef from the table. ! went down
stairs.
Upon the landing OF the lower flight
stand. an old.ii.hioned clock. reaching
nearly 20 the ceiling and containing long
looking glass. As pas.sd this chsnoed
TO catch a glimpse Of ny own form. and
paused to take rcep. The hgh. came up
from the hall below. bu, the sas had no.
teen turned on in the upper entry ; there
all was dark and .h.dowy. and there aw
reflected IN the mirror mans form, dimly
visible, standing At the door OF my room.
dld not iai.t or scream. but | turned asi
did 80. The vision seemed To move toward
tho upper Stair. lmp-llsi by feeling
can never accoun, for. followed, gliding
alter IL toward. the attic. A, the head Of
tho stair, 4, stopped again. stopped BE-.
fore IL.
Why do you come here! What are
you Do you come to warn or % alarm
u.1" I ssid. wondering all tho while at my
own boldne.s. "Dn you 'and before mo
now. on my bir,h.ni:h'. when have the
aowsr. he gave ms in my hand, md an
dreaming Of long life and happiness, to tell
me Of sorrow or death. Speak :"
The vision was silent, but !, was there
still put ou, my hand AMI touched 10.
The touch restored me % my senses This
was NJ spectre, or, at least, !, bad bodily
form. and .ub-taoii.l coat tails. These last
I seized. screaming COR help as ! did 80. and
holding them by main force. In a moment
light. and ioot.,ep. approached. aud Uncle
Richards strong arms pinionci the spectre
10 the wall. II was tail and stout, and lad
on a brown coat and blue continuation..
"So. we have caught YOU At last" said
Uuclc - nov give an account Of yourself
or shall have you taken into custody.
wha, ar You doing here -
"Su harm. your honor. I'm the hon
estes, man IN the World" ~himPerei he OF
the brown coat, I'm not the boy to steal
haror,h."
Z" but how 10 you happen to be here.
them" sad Uncle Richard. This i'A
Suspicion. position Tor an honest man "
=" came TO -ec ms Wife" '.id the spirit.
Your WIFE," said Uncle Richard.
:" W. yer honor" 'obbei Bidiy. going
down upon her knees: "he'. me- la~iul
welded husband. an ITS thu truth he's
.pakin. and II folk would take him FOR
ghost. how could be help their doing that
sane. Barn bi, u mate ani bread.
he. touched nothing IN il. anl sha, and
cup II tay gave him me-'li."
&" But vliy dad you not Ill me that you
were marr,eI. BdIy ?" .ali Uncle.
IL thought IL lo'o me place. naybe.'
rrrlied B,ddy " and !, takes more for two
60 live than one. ~ | couldn't ah1ri u.
And begging larl1n, | hii him under ms
brd when tie captain vi, altber hlm, and
let him oui oi the door When Katharine
caught .,sh, oi him; AMI whcn the naser
s,t tit, on accoun, u him. he was jus, get.
ting biz Of the cosli ,ar<ey I'dpa. BY for
him irom dinner"
! Uncle let 90 u the brown coat-eo!lar, and
pllnted 10 the stairs.
You had better g d,vn there s soon
as possible" saii lee. "and. hark you.
don't come dp again It you pleas. foI
r,n ,,.i, YOUR vile in the kitchen when you
like"
Y.. yer honor. Thank y-, said Bid.
dy husband, besInniog 10 descend.
And-by the way. DO you van, work."
continued my uncle.
Az coor-e. .ir." replied Pat.
Then come TO me to morrow" and
will see what can dBd for you. " continued
ny Unel!.
Your honor !. real gentleman" said
Biiiy. He'll come ia the morn, Tor Ger.
tain"
The spectre took OF Il. hat, made bow.
uttered word, OF Irish commcndii.on and
blessing. aud vanished. while rs,.cated to
NV room 20 arrange my dIsor!ssed toilette.
Bldiy Is still IN cur employ, and the
spectre j. engaged in the performances Of
What he call. 'oli jos ani Grants The
last owner, poor man! has never ye. bssa
-crn within our walls and the buildips Is
rapidly losing the designation ol the Mun,.
Ell house.