The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1867-03-30

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might, previous to starting on our walk
home after a dinner party.
"And yet there is something uncanny
in her look, too,".ho continued. Il can't
make it out. Is she wicked, / wonder;
or has she bee in her bonneti'
"Shes as good as she's pretty / re-
Joined warmly; for Mrs. Holford was n
great friend Of mine, and / did not like
Johns criticisms.
"My dear fellow, | dare say she may
be, but y6h won't make me believe you
don't see what mean. She has lovely
eyes'-John was bit of an artist
"but there is queer look that comes
into them now and then-looks as if
she had seen ghost once, and never
got over it,
"Perhaps she did," | said, little
stiflly.
John stopped, and stared at me. g!
declare you know all about it, old boy.
Here's lark. A genuine ghost story in
real life, truth vouched for by the ghost
himself, eh9'
"Welk, not quite that ] answered
laughing: "but there is n story about
Mrs. Holford that may account for the
look you noticed. You certainly mis-
took your vocation. You should offer
your services to the spirit-rappers, if
you have such knack of reading peo-
pies faces"
81 always knew my talents were
thrown away remarked John in an
aside.
"However," continues, there's no
secret i'm this case, that l know of, so
you shall hear the story if you care
about it,
"All right said John, putting out a
clond of smoke. Fire away, Dick; Pm
prepared to believe in any number OF
ghosts after that womans eyes"
ats too long to tell now,' / said,
'but if you like-I jotted it down in the
shape of story at the time-when We
get home I'll give it you to read
Accordingly, before going to bed,
added few lines to my old Ms. for
Johns benefit, and handed it to him,
and, if he read it at all,-of which /
have my suspicious, judging from the
total oblivion of it which he showed
when sitting by Emily at breakfast
next morning, he read as follows:-
"But what on earth am / to dOf'
asked the doctor, in q tone half hu-
morous, half sad as he walked up the
High Street with his friend Mr.. Bailey.
IF L warn her she won't stay with me
a week; I've lost two governesses al
ready by listening to your advice
"Well," doubtfully rejoined Mr. Bail
ey, perhaps you are right. He may
be safe enough after all; but what q
s;Ilv uir1 she muSf he ~
"On the contrary" interrupted the
doctor, warmly, "She's treas
ure. As like her poor father
as can be-full of good sense and
right feeling. can't think what pos
sesses her not to let that unfortunate
man alone, and I can't warn her. No
body has managed my poor brats the
least like her since and the doc
tor coughed away sigh. u.
A somewhat whimsical expression
passed over his friends face. DIR. Hol-
ford had lost his wife six months be-
fore, and had been in peck Of troubles
ever since about his three children, the
( Youngest an infant of six months old.
The doctor knew no more of the details
of household economy than his baby,
and it had become evident to all his
friends that he could not exist long
without wife: but whom should he
marry that was the question. To com.
plicate matters, Dr. Holford was obliged
to exc out the profits of not very re-
munerative practice, by receiving pa
tient at his own house, and rich pa
tients were not always easy to find. At
the time We write ofhe had just received
as an inmate soi-disant nervous invalid,
i Walter Stone by name, whom he watch
ed with singular csrefulness, for in his
secret soul the doctor knew the man
was insane, aud although in truth he
believed him to be perfectly harmless,
vet he daily expected some mad freak
or folly to appear. None had as vet,
and all things had gone on smoothly for