Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1861-09-19
BLED EVERY THURSDAY TOWAD Pa BY GOODRICH

There's Harrison Good God what is
be about 7"
We all looked in the direction to which
he pointed, and saw Harrison galioping at full
speed along the path which girded the lake.
The reins were loose upon the horses neck !;
the riders hat had fallen off, aud his hair,
blown about by the wind, gave wild appear
ance to his face Before many seconds had
elapsed the horse gave sudden sworve, and
galloped stsight into the lake. The waters
gurgled for a moment, aud then both horse
and rider disappeared
"a few minutes brought Us to the monas-
terry, where we gave the alarm, and the men
turned out with ropes and poles and such rude
drags as they could lay hold upon. Not q
trace of Harrison or his horse could be dis
ceFned, aud for full hour all our efforts to
discover the a1act spot where they had sunk
proved fru:less. At last one of our drags
struck upon some object, and first the horse
and then Harrison himself was pulled to shore
Both were dead of course but never to my
own dying day, shall forget the peculiar ex
preston that overshadowed my friends pale
face. 1t was one of such fearful agony, sach
intense anguish, that my heart sickened, and
though not word was said by those around
me- | could perceive that all were equally
struck and confounded by it, More dreadful
ly painful and mysterious still was the horror
depicted over the face Of the horse
Slowly and sadly the body of Harrison
was brought homo aud laid on the bed he had
SO lately occupied in life. As we undressed
him found in his bosom a small miniature
likeness. 1t was the picture of a fair young
face | knew whose face, for Harrison had
confded his happiness to me. l bent over my
friend, and cutting off lock of his dark hair,
| wound it gently ronnd the little picture, and
then put them up in paper and laid them
carefully aside.
The evening came. All that remained to
be done for our lost comrade had been done,
and We-that is, | myself and a few of the
otherS-had gathered in his room to look over
bis effects, and see whether he had left any
memoranda of wishes TO be fulfilled In his
| desk there was a sealed letter to bis mother,
another to the original of the miniature
nothing else That night resolved to pass
, in bis room, with two or three of my compan-
I ions, keeping watch by bis body. A fearful
gloom hung over Us as we sat there in silence
beside our dead cOmrade, the favorite of every
man among us. We were silent, near the win
dow, when, just as the clock struck twelve the
appartiOn-seen by all of us-passed into the
room, glided over TO the bedside, bent over
the dead FORM hisSed into the face and vanish
ed.
Next day the body of poor Harrison was
buried beneath large spreading tree. | have
been at the burial of many officers and COM
rades, but never in my life have | attended
one so sad. That very day we began our
march to Lisbon, and before the end of the
week embarked on board the transports pre-
pared for US. OF the six men into whose faces
the appariton had hissed, or seemed to hiss,
not one reached England. One threw himself
overheard in a fit of madness, and five died on
the voyage.
Il have never been able to unraVel the
mystery of Harrison's death. 1t will never be
unraveled now, L suppose, until the day when
all secrets are revealed"