The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1865-02-06
From the Boston LEADER
NIGHT WITH A GHOST,
Or a Strong Case Of Imagihnrrfs'
RY CHARLES EDWIN HURD.
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.iir r. (dost1rDrpIE %
Hurrying OH in the face OF tue wind
and rain, which now came more furious
: r. ly,Lexpected every moment 10 tsel the
fingers of the Shape catching at my
clCak, or hear again the dreadful cry
which still rang in my ears. put noth,
ing came, and at three O'Clock reached
home, half dead with terror, nerves
slaekened, and scarcely able to- speak
.hqhove a whisper! II tried ffeN doors.
They were locked. There was but one
other WAY to obtain entrance and that {,
. ried The roof ofthe bakery gave Dp-
portumty to reach, second story win
D.. ti6wl opening. into chamber OFF which
was my sleeping apartment With the
cid of a barrel climbed the low roof, and
pulling myself along reached the window
which being partly open, / entered with
ease My fright had now in great
q G Z uaasllre,a bsted and ldreY a lopg breath
u feTiesf aa S dropped from the sill softly
into the room Dripping wet and chilled
through, | experienced yet deadlier
thuu. as feeling in the dark for
mysItioor 3 samething, seemed to pass
suddenly before ms. and 1 tnew
g, irhs phaiaom aas &ith MD againl | hast
ID ny flling oft MY garments, and clarifying
Tossing and turning for an hour l at
Z. last feii into. aa uneasy sluinbsFs from
which suddenly awakened by q soHlid
rs OF singing and a moment after hand,
slender aud delicate as that of WOMAN,
but cold as that OF a corpse, was laid
druu my burning forehead For mo
iuent the blood settlad mound my Heart
but with - sudden effort | spralis mp
right in bed and called aloud. Thete,
Wis no answer Nothing stirred. IcOuld
.,,.ar no step or breath, listened eyer so
.intently, ana again closing my. dyes
sank back, stupefed aud exhausted, with
terrible tear thatI was going mad
.... Time dra ggeft on, and reused at last by
the noisSfhelow,sI sat up in bed, trying
v toycollent mytbOughts and lOokingI back
on the events of the past night as hor-
rid dream 1t was broad day. The storm
had ceased, and the sun was shining
. .irirlitly IN at the windows i rose and
went down, Something. was said at the
breakfast table respecting my appear
ance, which ascribed to illness, and the
Subject passed For weeks i lived in
= highly Et,tfoflcst it should COME TO me
again, but zine went on, and growing
Unldci, began TO believe had BON la
i,oIinL unacr a del asioIE s4t
One night, nearly six months after
wards, was standing i'll front ofthe Ar
,atle ut Providence waiting for a friend
with whom had an appointment, when
Il bold gust of air seemed TO pasS me,
and close by my side-I could febl it
cd was the Thing All my old terror came
back, and shOuld have Aed---l know
not viii ther-when my friend APPEARED,
and il vanished as suddenly as it came.
After this, for three months it Visited
me often sometimes twice 4 week and
then ceased altogether Nearly two
Years passed by, when iii the midst of a
terrific gale in the Bay of Fundy, du-
ring which we narrowly escaped gttting
wrecked, it came again.
was lying on my berth, sick, and I'M
b. able to stir. and waiting the death | eX-
rcctcd every moment would bring when
the hand was laid upon my forehead
and drawn slowly across, brushing my
ivair aside With its motion. This time it
liought 10 terror, and closing my Dyes
let it depart at its will. Still latef, and
, : scarcely "a wear since, while walking one
evening OIL the desolate Cape Negro coast,
Il heard. the yqice, clear, distinct and
With thu same unnatural, thrilling tone
rs at first. 1t is impossible to describe it
or its effect upon me-. 1t was as if some
iesOlate spirit, cast out from its follows,
had Striven to break through the mystic
a.. rous veil WHICH hangs between the bodi-
lyand the SPIRITUAL and wall Its unre-
vealable agony in the ears of soIhe one
who might guess at and pity its misery,
For weeks l have dreaded its rcpet ition.
1t never, aple again, however, and ! trust
never until the eternal gates close upon
me, shall again listen TO its uttefanco.
t..l,A thousand times have i4iqd! IL pei
>aads myself that it was imagination,
hut reason cries out aga inst it. When
Least expected it.. then it .came-Yhcn /
waited aud watched and dreaded, il came
not In this life il is and will be mys-
tCry-hut as surely as there is Il world
, heyo4d, SO surely CO know, that 1t viii
lie there one dny be made Main To me- a.,