The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1870-06-10

A5hIll AuOOuCIClib IudlileT. anu con
cluded by entreating Jack to leav,
the room at once, and pass the nigh
with him. Jack heard him through
with look ofwonder
well, l declare~ he exclaimed
What a set! Pom my honor, ! neve
would have believed all this of vol
if you hadn't told me. with your owl
lips. You talk like Il school girl 0
six. And you seem to take me fo
baby. A ghost! Ha ha ha Wha
| rot and rubbish! And then to find
whole school going mad over it! O
Tom! Tom! Tom! l wouldn't have
thought this of you. Come, man
Shake yourself, and be a man. Com,
up with me, now
| Tom shook his head.
swell, said Jack, ''I'll have to q
alone, and you must feel ashamed
of yourself. Come"
"No" said Tom, with a downcast
face.
~ Tom; Have you no prldeY vii
you let me stand here, and dare yor
to follow me?
''Jack, it's madness.
"Poohp said Jack; and, withou
another word, he left the room, anC
walked along the hall to where the
the stairway ran up to the garret
Tom looked after him, and seemed
at one time gathering up his courag,
to follow. He even took one steT
forward; but at that moment there
came from above q heavier sound
like heavier, tirmer football, and
long, shrill sigh resounded through
the hall. 1t froze the very blood il
his veins. He shrank back; and, in
stead of following Jack, he ran dowI
stairs in terror.
But no sooner had he reached The
lower floor than he felt pang o
jintolerable shame. He had deserted
/ his friend and left him alone to en-
counter the mysterious fate. Ye
what could he do? He dared not %
back, but something must be done
SO he went to some friends and told
them what Jack was doing.
The tidings created an immense
sensation. 1t spread from one to
the other, till finally the whole schoo
had learned that the new boy haC
gone alone in the garret to face the
ghost.
At first they gathered in the lower
hall, isthening.
There was no sound.
Then some ofthe bolder ones ven.
tured into the second story. The
presence of the whole school stimu-
lated them to this unparalleled feat
of herdihood.
Still there was no sound.
They waited some time, and al
last Tom found courage enough to
venture up to the top of the stairs
leading to the third story, in compa-
ny with three or four others, while
all the rest crowded into the stair.
way, listening and watching.
At first they heard nothing; but
at last, amid a deathly stiffness, they
heard a sliding sound, of a mysteri-
GUS character, then a long, low sigh,
which grew louder and louder until
it seemed to come close to them, and
die away in a sharp wall, Then,
Immediately, there came that muffied
tread-traP, trap, trap-measured,
solemn, awful! and their hearts
stopped beating, while all shrank
back.
But suddenly there came another
sound,
1t was another football!
Tramp-tramp--tramp--it sounded,
and the step was firm and solid, and
loud; and it seemed as though the
footballs went side by side, as though
two were walking there, where only
one had walked before. What was
it? Who was it? What had become
Of Jack? AS the second sound arose,
a rush of superstitious terror came
over them; they shrsnk back, down
the stairway, back into the lower
hall, gathering into a pale crowd,
and listening to the awful sounds.
But there suddenly came a loud
cry.
Tom. Hallo-O-O-o-O! Tom Finch,
To-o-o-O-o-om! HaIlo-o-o-o-o-ow
1t was not the voice of a ghost
it was not the cry of fear. 1t was
the strong, healthy, CHEEKY voice of
Jack Bobby himself
Instantly the crowd gave a start,
after which they made a wild rush
forward, and up the stairs into the
third story, and up another stairway
into the garret. Tom was the first
up, but a crowd was following close
ly at his heels.
They saw Jack in the middle of
the garret with a lamp in his hand,
staring at them. AS he looked,
smile came over his ce,which ended
in a merry laughter.
Now, at that very moment, there
sounded the ghosts football and a
long sigh; but some how or other
the sound of Jacks laugh and the
sight of his face took away all fear;
and that which q moment before
might have made them almost die
with horror, now began to assume
the character Of thing that might
be ludicrous.
what you're all here?" said
Jack. That's right; I've found the
ghost. Come here" said he, and he
led the way to the window at the
end of the garret, which he had
opened. "Now, listen. There-do
you hear it? The football is the rap,
rap, rap, of the lines against the flag
staff fastened at the end of the house,
ust overhead; and l confess it
SOUNDS eXacIiy ike some one Walk
ng. As for the sights only the wind
IN this long garrett
All was plain. The ghost was
aid, and Jack gained no end Of re-
loWn.
A young gentleman of only six
was beset by baby of eighteen
with decided manifestations
If fondness. Don't YOU see, John
ny, that the baby wants to see you%
said the mother "Yes'm-'ats cause
he tates me for his papa was the
explanation.
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