The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1870-10-04

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its autumnal charm and melancholy grace
around it,
Our two friends talked together on many
subjects, at first in a low tone, then as the
young lady appeared to be asleep, or wholly
absorbed in her own thoughts they began
to speak little more freely and loudly.
Something or other, perhaps the gray poetic
sadness of the evening, set them talking of
the old world ghosts-the dear delightful,
torturing, hair-lifting, blood-chilling spec
tres who used TO haunt our childhood. They
actually began telling each other ghost
stories, and did not observe the shuddering
terror of the Cumberland lass, who could
hardly sit still in her seat, so great was her
interest," excitement, and superstitious
dread.
81 don't KNOW" said one of the two
young men, Lewis Rossmore by name,
"why railways should be supposed to have
necessarily banished ghosts can quite
imagine ghost making his appearance
in this very train, for instance"
O'h Jou' Ioplleu rIeu Sargent, -
confess can't but think you Northmen
near the Scottish border, have more imagi-
nation than we prosaic cockneys.'
AT the same, time he happened to glance
at the young lady in the corner, and her pale
sad face seemed ghostlike enough in the
gray evening light. Sargent thought for a
moment of the legend of the company who
sat one evening telling ghost stories until
at last the turn came TO pale young lady
who had been silent all the time, and who
now when invited to contribute her share
to the entertainment, said, in a low, tone
less voice, 81 have no ghost story to tell,
but l am ghost myselfr' and So van
ished.
Ies,' pursued Lewis Rossmore "I
can easily imagine it; and 1 think it could
be done with rather fine effect. Look here,
Sargent, take a note of this idea, ard make
something of it for one Of the magazines.
Two people, are travelling alone in rail-
way-the express-and have just passed
one of the only stopping places Behold as
the train is rushing at full speed across the
open country, fifty miles an hour, and the
evening is growing dark, like this, they
suddenly perceive that one of the seats has
an occupant, whose presence was not OBJ
served before
Goods sake don't We go on in that
way" broke in the Cumberland girl, un-
able to contain herself any longer. "Don't
yeg go on so, gentlemen it's enough to
raise ghost right i the midst of us all %
The young men laughed at first but the
superstitious fear of the poor girl was so
obviously genuine and profound that Ross
more discontinued his goblin invention.
and they reassured her and talked for a
few moments of something else. Then the
train stopped for five minutes at the one
only station where it was to make any
halt during the long journey No one got
out OF the compartment in which our friends
were, and no one got into it and when the
train had fairly moved off, and our two
friends felt secure against further distur-
The young lady appeared 10 be already
asleep.
Both yoAg men slept. Suddenly loud
Shrek caused both TO staitup and rub their
eyes.
1t was the Cumberland gill who had
given the alarm.
"lt's ghost It's a ghost r. she cried.
"That's what comes Of your devilhy and
your .alk-you've brought ghost among
us ~
The evening had sunk into almost COM
plete darkness; the one lamp, the highest
luxury in the way of illumination, to which
even first-class passengers in an English ex-
press are treated, was burning very dimly !;
but it needed little light to see that thes
was fifth figure in the calriage-the fia3
of man. There he.was assuredly a TAN
slender man, STOPPING because of the low
ness of the roof, and apparently about to