Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes Co., O. [Ohio]) 1870-1895, 1870-12-08

ulty and cOntrlyance; but one wa
n, or another they allersdoes it. Oh
Cap'n> Brown syas good stot
stocky kind o John Bull sorto' fe
low, and a good judge O. sperit.
and alters kept the best in them al
cubboards O hisn; but, fust an
last, things in his house went prett
much as old Quassia said.
Folks got to kind O respeetir
Quassia. She come to meetin' Sur
day regular, and sot all fixed up i
red and yaller and green, with glas
beads and what not, lookin' for a
the world like one O. them ugly In
dian idols; but she was wal-behave,
: as any Christian. She was a maste
hand at cooking. Her bread an,
biscuits couldn't be beat, and n,
; couldn't her pies, and there want Mt
such pound-cake as she made no
where. Wal, this ere story I'm .
goin' to tell you was told me BY
Cinthy Pendleton. There amt !.
more respectable gal, old or young
than Cinthy nowheres. She lives
over to Sherburn now, and l heal
tell she's sot up manly maxim bis
ness, but then she used to do tailor
in in Oldtown. She was member
O. the church, and a good Christian
as ever was. Wal, We see, Quassia
she got Cinthy to come up and spend
a week to the Cap'n Brown house, a
doin' tailorin' and a fixin' over his
close; twas along toward the fust O.
March. Cinthy she sot by the fire
in the front parlor with her goose
and her press-board and her work,
for there wasn't no company calm,
and the snow was drifted four feet
deep right across the front door; so
there wasn't much danger O any
body comm in, and the Cap'n he
was perlite man to wimmen, and
Cinthy she liked it jist as well not
to have company, cause the Cap'n
he'd make himself entertainin' tell
in on her sea stories and all about
his adventures among the Ammon-
ties, and Perresites, and Jebusites,
and all sorts O heather people he'd
been among.
wal, that are week there come
on the master snow storm. Of all
the snow storm that he'd ben that
are was the beater, and l tell you
the wind blew as if twas the last
chance 1t was ever goin' to have.
Wal, it's kind O scary like to be
shut up in lone house with all ma
tur' kind O. breakin' out, and goin'
on so, and the snow a comm down
SO thick We can't see cross the street
and the wind pipin' and squal-
lin and rumblin' and a tumblin'
fust down thi,: chimney and then
down that. 1 tell you, it sort O sets
a feller thinkin' O the three great
things,-death, Judgment, and etarn-
atty; and don't care who the folks
is, nor how good they be, there's
times when they must be feelin'
putty consid'able solemn.
wal, Cinthy she said she kind O.
felt so along, and she had a sort O
queer feelin' come over her as if
there was somebody or somethin'
round the house more'n appeared.
She said she sort O. felt it in the air,
but it seemed to her silly, and she
tried to get over it. But two or
three times, she said, when it got to
be dusk, she felt somebody go by
her up the stairs. The front entry
want very light in the daytime, and
in the storm, come five o'clock, it
was so dark that all you could see
was jist CLEAN O. something, and
two or three times when she started
to go up stairs she see soft white
suthin' that seemed goin' up before
her, and she stopped with her heart
a beatin' like trip-hammer, and she
sort O saw it 60 up and along the
entry to the Cap'n's door, and then
it seemed to go right through, cause
the door didn't open.
wal, Cinthy says she to old
Quassia, says she, as there anybody
lives in this house but us?'
Anybody lives hereT says Quas-
sia; what you mean?' says she.
Says Cinthy, 4 thought some
body went past me on the stairs last
night and tonight
Lordy massy, how old Quassia
did screech and laugh. Good Lordr
says she how foolish white folks
is! Somebody went past you? VAST
the Captin?'
No, it want the Cap'n,' says she;
it was something soft and white,
and moved very still; it was like
somethin' in the air. says she.
Then Quassia she hawhawed
louder. Says she, 1T is Mysteries,
Miss Cinthy; that's all it is
wal, Cinthy she was kind O.
shamed, but for all that couldn't help
herself Sometimes evenings she'd
be a settin' with the Cap'n, and she'd
think she'd hear somebody movin'
in his room overhead; and she
knowed it want Quassia, cause
Quassia was ironin' in the kitchen.
She took pains once or twice to find
out that are.
wal, We see the Cap'n's room was
the gret front upper chamber over
the parlor, and then right opposite
to it was the gret spare chamber
where Cinthy slept. 1t was jist as
grand as could be,with a great four
post mahogany bedstead and dam
ask curtains brought over from
England; but it was cold enough to
freeze white bear solid,-the way
spare chambers alters is. Then
there was the entry between run
straight through the house; one
side was old Quassia's room, and the
other was a sort O store room, where
the Cap'n kept all sorts O. traps.
Wal, Cinthy she kept a hevin'
things happen and a seeing things,
till she didn't rally know what was
in it. Once when she come into
the parlor jist at sundown she was
sure she see white figure a vanish
ing out o the door that went to-
wards the side entry. She said it
was so dusk that all she could see
was jist this white figure, and it jist
went out still as cat as she come
in.
Wal, Cinthy didn't like to speak
to the Cap'n about it. She was