Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1869-01-21
cried the guide, composing himself as well as he
could under the circumstances


could under the circumstances.
eyes, Iknow," said his companion, driy, "bu
mark my words, young man, # your horse play
such tricks again. he'll be the means Of serioust
liniuring his masters health.
They both turned and cantered back to the road
When they reached it again, and turned the head
of their animals in the right direction, the strau
ger said to his guide, in tone which must hav
convinced his hearer as to bis earnestness:
s'Now, friend Wilhelm, I hope we understand
each other for the rest Of the journey. You ar
to continue on ahesd>of me, in the right road
without swerving either to the right or left. If
see you do anything suspicious, will drive brac
of bullets through you without word Of notice
Now push on"
The guide had started as directed, but it wa
evident, from his muttering, that he was alarmed
at something besides the action of his follower.
In the meantime, the thunder had increased it
violence, and the flashes Of lightning had become
more frequent and more binding.
For awhile the two horsemen rode on in silence
the guide keeping up his directions to the letter
while his follower watched his every movement a!
q cat would watch a mouse.
Suddenly the guide stopped and looked behinc
him. Again he heard the click Of the stranger
pistol, and saw his uplifted arm.
"Have mercy, Meinheer,' he groaned, 81 dael
not go on.
81 give you three seconds to go on, replied ths
stranger, sternly. "One!"
sIn Heavens name, spare, implored the guide
almost overpowered. with fear; ''look before me
in the road and you will not blame me-" 5
The stranger looked. At first hesaw something
white standing motonless in the centre Of the road
but presently flash of lightning lit up the scene
and he saw that the white figure was indeed ghast
ly and frightful enough looking to chill the booe
in the veins of even the bravestman. If his BLOOD
chilled for moment, therefore, it was not through
any fear that be felt for his ghostly nterceptor, fo
the next instant he set his teeth hard while hi
whispered just loud enough to be heard by hi
terror-stricken guide:
"Be it man or devil!- it down; I'll follow
Twow
With CRY of despair upon his lips the guide
urged his horse forward at the top Of his speed
quickly followed by the stranger, who held his pis
tol ready in his hand.
In another instant, the guide would have swep
past the dreadful spot, but at that instant the
port of pistol rang through the dark forest, anc
the stranger heard horse galop off through the
woods riderless
= Finding himself alone, the stranger raised hi
pistol, took deliberate aim at the ghostly murder
er, and pressed his finger upon the trigger.
The apparition approached quickly, but in nc
hostile attitude. The stranger stayed his hand
At length the ghost addressed him in voice thai
was anything but sepulchral:
"Here, Wilhelm, ye move out Of your perch
this minute and give me helping hand I've bit
the game while on the wing. haven't I?'
The stranger was non-plussed for moment
but, recovering himself, he Rrumbled something
unintelligibe and leaped to the ground. One word
to his horse and the brave animal stood perfectly
still. By the snow-whte trappings on the would
be ghost he was enabled to grope his way in the
dark toward the individual, whom be found bend
ing over black mass, about the size of man OF
the road.
As the tiger pounces uyon his prey, the stranger
leaped upon the stopping figure before him, anC
bore it to the ground.
II arrest you in the Kings name," cried tht
stranger, grasping his prisoner by the throat, ane
holding him tight 'Stir hand or foot until l have
you properly secured, and III send your soul tt
eternity"
This was such an unexpected turn in affairs
that the would-be ghost could hardly believe hi
own senses, and was hand-cuffed and stripped o
his dagger and pistol before he found time t
speak. ...
"Are you not Wihelm?" he asked.
"No. landlord" replied the individual address
ed; II am not But I am an officer of the King
at your service, on special duty to do what 1 have
tonight accomplished. Your precious son. vii
helm, who you thought was leading an innoceH
sheep to the slaughter, lies in the road killed b!
his fathers hand.'
Two weeks later, at Bruchsale prison, in Baden
the landlord of the sign ofthe Deer, and the Ghos
Robber of the Black Forest, who was the SAM
identical person, having been proven guilty Of nu
merous fendish murders and artfully contrivet
robberies, committed at different times in the Blacl
Forest, paid the penalty of his crimes by letting
fall his head from the executioner's axe sine
when, travelling through Schwartzald has not beer
perilous to life and purse, nor has there been seel
any Ghostly Knight of the Road in that section o
the world,