Daily national Democrat., 1861-02-24

AFTER THE STYLE OF OIL JUG.
CHAPTLR l.
Twas night Gloomy Black gloomy
night.
The deserted pig pen, silent and ghastly
reared its gaunt sides to the appalling dark
ness No sound came forth-no porker's
grim grunt-no piglings squeal relieved the
gloomy solitude that weighed upon the home
of the dead ged-departed
CHAPTER III.
But bark sound of foot steps ap-
preached the uninhabited porcine inclosure
Hush-hushl Slowly the steps approached
nearer and more near comes the heavy
foot fall. Hist What does the intruder
here in the gloomy, dark hours of the night?
Who is it that visiteth the dilapidated man
sion of fallen pigdom? Stand back lIeav-
ems That form Horror lis the ghost
of Jem the butcher boyi
CHAPTER ".
Hark 'Tis the voice Of Jem calling
through the appalling gloom ike the voices
in the story of the BLEEDING Finger, or the
Gaunt and Ghastly Murderer of Bluewing-
teal" The ghost opens the door that leads
TO the Inside of this swinish dommitory, now,
alas, silent forever. He enters-he goes in
his shaiowy form is lost in the interminable
gloom of surrounding circumstances.
CHAPTER y.
Gloom
CHAPTER VI.
1t is all gloomy gloominess.
CHAPTER VII.
We must now escort our fair readers, if
Sheyll permit us, to an elegant mansion fit
ted up with all the modern improvements. -
Lights shine out from the windows and all
around about breath an air of contentment,
peace and refinement and so5riety The old
man, the father of Ernda, the fair, the
pretty, the beauteous Ernda has Just taken
his sevedteenth drink of old Bourbon.
cAAPrER VIII.
But who ia Erlinda? Wait. and the an
thor will tell you all about her Read on
till you come to chapter llth.
CHAPTER tx.
In this mansion, about say, 0 o'clock in
the evening of beautiful gloomy starlight
dark night, when the moon shene forth in
all the rich gorgeousness of an eclipse were
seated around the hospitable board, the old
man, the old woman, and their beautiful,
u
plentifully spread, and they were eating their
supper. Erlinda looked sad and melanchol
SC, (she had been eating melons,1 while the
sumptuous servant in livery was out for a
dish. He, the servant, comes in and puts
down with his dish. The old man uncoyers
it. Heavens, hear that cry of anguish -
What was in that dish-why did the old
woman faint away, and the old man upset
his last and eighteenth tumbler of old Bour-
bon? I'll tell you why. 1t was
cHArTEGX.
Erlinda's deathly fainting form was borne TO
her chamber, where, being left to herself
she came to, only to become much more dis
concerted by hearing deep and sopulchral
voice exclaim: "lf yer agon TO meet yer
EN- at ther deserted pig pen, w don't yer
come along say p Eriinda fell flinting
with shrek.
CHAPTER XI
We must now transport our readers back
TO the deserted pigpen. How changed the
scene, for all about it now is gloom and darl,
ness. Hush Footsteps again! Lighter and
more airy as though an angel trod. lis Er
einda coming TO meet her butcher lover
They meet, they embrace! How delicious a
thing it is to be with the one we love.
CHAPTER MI.
The deep silence that had created so much
of a furcr for the past few moments was bro
ken by the exclamation from Erlinda, "Oh,
Jem you're a ghost J"
CHAPTER NfH.
"Erlinda, Erlinda Fly, fly Go to New
Jersey, or to Arkansas, any where out oft
distracted Union"
CHAPrE XIV
The pale, dark substantial, shalowy form
of Jem floats forth like an Gderiferous exotic
into the murky atmosphere of climatic ob-
scurities-becomin lost in the surroundings
of ethereal entities and esthetic conglomcr-
osities-while the faintng form of Erlinda
falls across the threshold that leads tc the in
1erior of the deserted pig pen.
CHAPTER XIV.
Still gloom
CHAPTER XVI.
The Denoumcnt
CHAPTER XVII.
The old man dies and leaves Erlinda all OF
his money. Several years after the woman
dies, which is sad relief to Erlnda. Sew
eral years after that, Ernda herself dies
and the pig pen goes into still more gloomy
and mouruful decay.
END.
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Mansion of the Old Man
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