Juniata sentinel. [volume] (Mifflintown, Pa.) 1846-1873, 1871-06-21
NlistsIIansous 4ea0ins.
Thrilling Adventure ut Bath.
A RONG-NERvED LADY.

The following curious adventure hap
pened in Bath, in the year l79-. and
the lady who narrated it to the writer
was in those days young girl staying
in the house. 1t was in the palmy days
of Bath, when that now fall en- city rival,
led London in briliancy ancl dissipation,
and when all the rich. the cay, and the
high born of England congre gated there
in The same season and grac,, ID the balls
and assemblies
Mrs R, once the belle of the
court of George I'LL, first at this period
gradually retiring from general society
possessed one of the largest of the old
houses, and gave in it ente ri ainments
which were the most popular of the day
She was celebrated for three things (once
for four, but the fourth-her beauty
was of the days gone by; these things
were her fascination, her benev olence,
ard set of the most perfect and match
less amethysts.
Her house contained tapestred cham
bers. The walls of the one in which she
slept were hung around with designs
from heather mythology, and the finest
piece in the room was that which hung
over her dressing table. 1t represented
Phebus driving the chariot of the sun.
The figures and horses being life-size, it
filled the whole space between the two
windows; and the horses were concealed
behind the high, old.fasbioned Venetian
locking glass; while Phebus himself,
six feet high. looked down by day and
night upon his Mistress at her toilet al
! One evening Mrs. R had an
unusually large party at home. She
wore all her amethysts. On retiring to
her room. about four o'clock in the.morn
ing, she took off all her jewelry, laid
them on the table, and dsmissing the
weary maid, intended to put them away
herself, but before doing SO knelt down,
as usual. to her prayers While en-
gagged in her devotions, it was a habit
with her to look upwards, and the face
of Phebus was generally her point Of
sight, as it were, and the object on which
her eyes most easily rested. On this
particular night as usual, she raised her
eyes to PbGbus. What does she see
Has Pygmalion been here at work
Has he filled those dull eyes with vital
fire d? No. Possessed naturally of won
derfnl courage and calmness, she con-
tinued to move ber lips as if in silent
prayer, and never once withdrew her
gaze, and still the eyes looked down on
hers. The light of her candles shone
distinctly on liquid. living orbs, and her
good keen sight enabled her. after clev-
crly managed scrutiny, to see that the
tapestry eyes of Phebus had been cut
out, and that, with her door locked, and
the servants in bed in their distant apart
ments, and all her jewels spread out be-
fore her, she was not alone in the room.
She concluded her prayers with her
face in her hands. We can all imagine
what those last prayers must have been
She knew there was some one behind
that tapestry, she knew that bells and
screams were equally useless. and she
lay down in her bed as usual. and waited
the issue. her only omission being that
she did not put away her jewels. They
} may save my life." said she to herself
and she closed her eyes.
2 The clock struck FIVE before sound
was heard, and then the moment arrived
: She heard rustic, descent from behind
the tapestry. and man stood at he'
) dressing table. he took off his coat
: and one by one be secured the jewels
, beneath bis waisteoat, What would b