The weekly Butte record., 1861-06-08

nave peep. Husn lmpatlently said the
landlord, as l live, he has risen and dressed
Away woman, say-would ye see, make a
window for yourself. But Holy Mother who
who is he looking at in the corner ?''-
Quickly as she could the landlady followed his
advice, and knelt beside her husband. But
certainly the twain did not expect aught so
strange as the incident which really occurred.
The Baron had risen, dressed himself, and
now stood before the fire. The fever had per-
haps returned, for trembling and pale, he gazed
steadily into the air, shading his eyes with his
hand What he saw was to all other eyes
invisible he seemed to hold wild conversation
with some unwelcome presence. Sometimes
his words were strange; at other times he
spoke in Spanish language, and here and there
the watchers could catch bis meaning. As he
held up his hand above his brow they marked
the sparkling of the jeweed ring.
Away" he said, e | have fled from you
night and day-heard you ever close behind
me. Must l meet you here? Who is it that
digs up the dead, and gives them again to life ?
buried you in the forest, and thought the
grave was deep. Wilhelm put down your
sword-I will not cross it," Glaring at the
empty space, he moved backward, with uplft-
ed hand, and face aghast with horror
" Though you swore to her in life or death it
should be yours, it is mine, and l acW keep it.
No-no-do not force this on me. Tho what
loved / killed, you cannot call it murder
Yet, what is this His hands are clenched,
his teeth set, the blood trickles from his heart
He is dead. Well then, let us bury him in the
woods. He said he would arise, but before he
wakes we will be far away. Faster. faster
Let us hide ourselves in the North. What
Can the dead travel so fast?" The Baron
sank into chair his face was buried in his
hands; he shook with terror. Slowly he raised
his head, and listeded then suddenly starting
up, rushed wildly through the room. Though
you were the brothers of my SOUL" he cried,
" this-this | could not bear. Draw then
and revenge the wrong The Baron sprang
toward the fire, and snatched rapier from the
wall. He threw himself on guard deviish
smile lit up his haggard face; he stared fercely
on the opposing void. Quickly as lightning
he thrust into the air, recovered position, par
ried, and thrust and thrust again.
He is fighting in Dream said the watch
ers. Heaven preserve our souls. But look!
what is that? 1t is floating in the air! 1t is
the shadow of sword J" The woman swoon-
ed darknes swan before the landlords eyes
he heard angry voices, the trampling of feet,
and fancied the clash Of swords. Fiercer,
faster came the sounds, till suddenly he heard
a heavy fall, piteous groan then all was
dark and silent.
1t was long after midnight, and the Baron's
servant had not returned. After tmorous con-
sultation the landlord and his friends ventured
to burst open the door. They found the furni-
ture overthrown, the embers of the fire scatter
ed on the hearth, the Baron with his sword
clenched in his hand lying senseless on the
floor. They laid him on the bed his right
hand would not forsake the sword, his left
pressed tightly on his heart. The landlord
started when he saw the ring was gone Paler
and paler the stranger grew, moaning all the
while that sword was in his heart, till all at
once with quick convulsive shudder, he sat
up in his bed, started fearfully before him, and
without groan fell dead.
When the villagers recovered from their fear,
the boldest ventured to lift the dead mans hand
and look upon his breast. Above his heart
the skin was blue and discolored 10 other
mark of violence was seen. No more was
ever known of this strange occurrence; the
servant never returned but the legend is still
told and believed of the Baron who fled through
the world, pursued by a Phantom, and fight
ing in dream, perished by spectral sword.
PREDICTED TWENTY -FOUR YEARS AGo.-It
is a remarkable fact that the present secession
movement was foreshadowed just as it has
occurred in a work called the 4" Partisan Lead
er" attributed to the pen of Judge Upshur, Of
Virginia, who was killed by the bursting of
the Peacemaker. In that work, under the
guise of a novel; it was professed that coming
events were described. The Gulf States, it
was described had seeded in consequence of a
Northern President, and Virginia and other
border States were about following suit. An
attempt was made to form treaties with foreign
nations, and free trade was established which
gave the South an unexampled career of pros
perity. The current Of events twenty-four
years later has given these predictions the
form of fulfilled facts. The author only fore
shadowed however, what was in the minds Of
the leading politicians at that early day, and
to prepare the way for which was the object
of publishing the work.
A POOR actor with book under his arm,
was entering a pawDbroker's store, when he
encountered friend, who inquired what he was
going to do.
"Only going to spout Shakespeare" was the
reply.
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