The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1870-03-01

aad na paiu. tuouEh ber dellrate feel
we're actually bleeding from hsr lons
walk up the icy nillside and over tie
c uste ,now
I After having been tendsrly pat to
bed. however, she became sufficiently
composed to reply to the few questions
that bad been pat 10 ber. She SAID
bsr naus s.s Lacy Elicit, the niece %
the village physician that che had
lately been taken irom school on sc
acount of nervousness, aud sent 10 Lin
for medical treatment. bat that home
Sickness aud iouohness had made her
worse. She bad occasionally walked 10
her sleep before bat only about the
grounds at home, aud one sumner
moonlight night think tue moon
bewitehed ms, she said smiling tbro'
her tears That she bod, bafore going
TO bed, looked across the valley to the
pleasant house on the bill, watched the
cheerful Christmas lights cleaning
through the pine trees. ard longed to
be one OF th, happy party tLere, though
sue was stranger to all
She had cried herself TO sleep. she
said, and that was all she knew Of her
my sterious midnight tramp over snow
and stones aud ice. Not a memory,
not a thought could she recall tall tue
moment when she found herself stand
ing on the hearth, in her night dress
With so many wondering eyes fixed up
on her.
oh dearl what do you think Of me
now she monrDed.
Never mind what we think Of YOU,
my poor child, said the motherly Mrs.
Perciyal. I'VE love you already, SO Just
drink thus nice ginger tea and 90 10
sleep
Tie poor child got little natural
sleep, and in the morning appeared
somewhat less ghostly than the appari
tion on Christmas night. Bnt she was
still very pale, with a playfully shy,
gricyed look. She was suffering less
less from exposure, but more from tue
nervous shock Of the night before, and
by the ad2Ice Of her uncle, who had
becn summoned, consented to remain
WITH her friends for few DAYS.
Young John P,rcival was hospilnbIv
KIND to the Invalid guest, not seeming
to per'else hat she shraud from his
attention IN sensitive, disputed way.
Yet when his eye was not on her, she
was seen to strdy his face with pecn-
liar iuqulring expression. She could
not ren. .snoer ,.A,ing seen that face nj
the feaffnl moment of her awakening.
and size hoped he had not been u wit
nes2 OF that walking trsnse, which She
regarded With absolute horror.
Finally, on the last day Of her visit
finding herself alone with hm for n
moment under desperate impulse,
she asked Did you, too see me that
tigbt, Mr. Percival?
He was touched by the tremble in
the voice. and the sishiul look IN the
dark eyes but he answered b nestly
i ennnot deny that | did yuu see you.
oh, sir, what must you then have
thought 2
'Thought--why thought il ghosts
woald always come in such shapes,
would never feor the M more
The shy smile and rosy blush that
his playful answer called forth, seemed
first to reveal to the young coilegian
the pale sad vision OF the night ms
lovely walking flesh aud blood reality.
| never heard Of Lucy Elicit revisit
ed The giiinpses Of the moon, rs q SOM
LauibuIlst after this, but heard that
on another Christmas night she stood
on the heart Of the old farm house,
dressed in white, in the midst OF the
same fanny clrce, and she gazed about
her and said. i am afraid am waking
IN my sleep again, aud she then put up
her band in a pretty deprecating way,
aud added but il am. John, don't
wake me