Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1861-03-08

we i'll finish the evening at the theatre,
and Danish these gloomy fancrs even
more efFectually among the lights and mu-
sic.
Gloomy tho1ghts; laughs laug1 ed my
friend. am in high spirits tonight, and
feel utterly ashamed of my ghostly stories.
Come, If you are ready, am.
We went out into the hall as he spoke
and my bahd was upon the lock of the
door, when Robert suddenly exclaimed;
had nearly forgotten my gloves and
handkerchief Dinah. and he beckoucd to
the little black waitress, Dinah, run up
and bring them to me, My gloves are up
on the table, and you will find handktr-
chief in one Of the bureau drawers, Which
is unlocked.
The little darkey started with alacrtv !;
but while we waited for her return a ter
rible scream sounded through the house.
and s2e came running down again, with
out the articles for which she was dispatch
ed
Oh, de ghost de ghost she screamed
Oars ghost in Redlaws room
What do you mean ? CALCULATED Robert :;
and What do you mean was reiterated by
the landlady and her boarders, as they
f1ncked to the scene of action.
| went after der han 'kercher to Massa
Redlaw' room, gasped Dinah, and | tell
yer de dressed trutf, der was woman in
de middle cf der room, holding up jar,
and in dat jar dar was hand and de wo-
man she hadn't only one herself, for I seen
her just as plain as daylight. True as I'm
alive it was ghost.
| snatchcd the candlestick from Dinah S
trembling fingers, and rushed up. stairs
The apartment was empty, and the window
upon the roof closed. | opened the cup
board door and looked in. There stood
the glass in which the hand was preserved,
on a remote corner of the shelf Nothing
had been disturbed thatI could discover,
and, perplexed and disturbed, closed the
door As did SO a low, waihng moan,
distinct. despairing and horrible. broke
upon my ear; ard, with the blood running
cold in my veins | descended to tho hall
once more.
Robert sank upon chair his pale face
hidden in both arms. touched him up,
on the shoulder and found that he was
senseless At first I thought he was dead
For four weeks Robert Redlaw trembled
on the margin of the grave, ard we, his
comrades, watched over him with sad fore
bodings for the excitement he had under
gone had developed heart disease, which
might at any moment prove fatal. At
last, however, the danger seemed to grow
imminent, and. although yet weak, he
seemed to be upon the high road to re-
covery, All that time I had never left
him day or night, Study had been thrown
aside, business ahandoned-all earthly in
terests seemed centered in the dying friend,
beside whose pillow watched so anxious
ly. When the happy hour of GONZALES
cence came, I could have wcpt for joy.
One day | had been sitting beside R, b.
ert, reading from an old book to which he
loved to listen, until the twilight fell, and
the room grew so dark that [ could not
see the words. Then my friend said to
me, Lay down beside me, Greystock, and
rest a little while you must be weary, and
| need no watching now. 1t will do me
| good to see you quietly sleep
| was very weary and my happy conf
dence of his safety, l obeyed. and had
hardly flung myself upon the pillow ere
slumher overlook me. How long I slept
I know not, but was awakened by low
moan, and lifting my head saw Robert sit
ting upright and gazing through the win
! dow.
Bob dear Bob I circulated, what is
! the matter?
committed sacrllege. mouned my friend,
and this is my punishment Greystock,
she has been here again. Put your arm
about me and let me die on your shoulder.
Horror struck, supported him upon
my breast, and called to God for aid, and
prayed for ore smile. for one more word
from those pale lips, but all in vain. The
voice was hushed forever, the eyes grew
CLASSY, the cold hand stiffened in my own,
aud til. white moonlight fell on dead
mans face, as | pressed my last kiss up
on bis lips. -
His watch lay on the mantle piece. tick
ing as busily as ever. Oh how strange it
seemed, to think its masters hand would
never rest upon 1t; the hands pointed to
the hour of three-the night was over, and
the miserable dav was close at hand. I
turned away and walked towards the win
dow. I was alone for I would not permit
another 20 share that vigil, and the tears
trickled slowly down my check as | paced
the floor.
! Just then heard once more that low,
melancholy moan, apparently just without
the easement, and starting hack held my
breath to listen. BY the faint light of a
shaded taper upon the table I saw the win
dow open 1t was French window and
turned upon its hinges like door, and as
it unfolded, a figure crossed tie sill and
stepped softly in. 1t was that of a wom-
an dressed in white garments. and | saw.
as she crept steadily towarcs me that one
hand was gone. THIS was no fancy if spir-
It's ever came to mortal man, one stood be-
/ side me now.
The apparition advanced. and so did |.
Horror gave me courage, and grappled
with it. | held it in firm, unshrinking
grasp. and found that it was solid as a
thing of flesh and blood, and that it moan
ed and trembled as in terror. Should |
call for aid? This thing, living or lead,
had killed my poor young friend No fe-
Vered ina agination conjured up the form
/ and face. which he believed was of the 9TH
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