Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-09-25

September. Eve DAYS out from Rio. / siaid
on deck rather later than usual. talking
with the mate. II Was a quiet night,
driEzling a little, but the sea smoother
than Il had been In some time. Mr.. Myles,
the mate, who was rather a queer fellow
I had been telling me some stories bordering |
on the supernatural, and had tried his |
best TO make me give into his belief in the |
communication Of departed spirits with |
this world. / turned down the cabin |
stairs with an incredulous shake Of the
head. and left him on deck with his watch
two hours before, when I left her 20 go on
deck, and expected 70 lind her asleep in
her berth. IL was eleven O'Clock when !
left Myles al the ladder head. and de
scended softly. not 20 disturb Emily. As
opened the door could see thst she was
not in her berth, but il was not till | was
fairly in the cabin that ! saw her.
My wife was standing in the middle Of
the room, her black hair streaming round
her. Her hands were clasped, and held a
little in front Of her bosom. Her face was
as white as snow her eyes were staring
and blank, as though they saw nothing
around her Never have | beheld such
awful anguish as her whole aspect showed
emily nv wife p | cried.
She gave a sort Of gasp.
"George, have seen my mother my
mother is dead ~
! caught her as she fell forward in a
swoon.
When nv dear wife returned TO con-
sciousness | tried TO keep her as quiet as
possible. but it seemed that she must un-
burden her mind Of the awful revelation
that had been made TO her. sat by her
all that night and held her trembling hand
in mine and at last she told me how it
had come.
NV wife said: 81 was ready TO go to
bed, but the ship rolled so little tonight
that thought would read awhile before
turned down the light. ] suppose | had
read about fifteen minutes, when suddenly
| began to think of mother. | often do
s this: for, somehow, when am thinking
! of other things mother comes into my
II mind, and then | always say, She ]:
thinking of me now, or talking about me
o to some one Gradually took my eyes
< off the book, and raised them toward the
d door of the cabin, and there my mother
D stood before me. She was very pale, as
u though she had been through some illness
) and her hands were crossed upon her breast
a I spoke to her: Mother, what is it
& She smiled, ard waved her hand to me anc
disappeared. I know that she is dead
e and that | shall never see her again"
:. Emily was strangely moved and excited
d throughout this recital. At first | wa
t. frightened, for I thought her mind mss
d. be affected in some way. But at last sh'
N became so calm and sad that ! saw sb,
IN really believed her mother to be dead
ID And / believed it too. Why should no
r. two hearts, so closely bound together a
s. were Emilv's and her mothers, be able L
a communicate to each other such grea
d, change as the leaving the world l be
ne Iieved Mrs. Hasbrouk's spirit had foun
IN means to tell her faithful daughter oi 1t
fight. .
~ When we reached Rio, Emily cause
be mourning to be prepared, and our home
ward voyage was not gladdened by m
de wifc's songs. She was quite suhdued D
er her sorrow and loss.
or We reached Portland on the 10th
ll December, late in the afternoon. Emil
IL (ound that train left for Boston at tou
nd o'clock, and finally persuaded me to G
as with her to Cambridge.
I "You can get back to Portland earl
ng cnought in the morning, George dear
re. she said "and feel that | can not re-
ng till have been to the dear old hom
mt though it will be so changed and sad"
Ter I tried to dissuade my wife from goir
er. until we had heard some particulars OF I'll
ell condition of her mothers house; for the
m might be strangers in it, and thought
would be less trying to her to visit 1t
ev- daylight. and after her mind was som
ou what prepared to meet new people in h
, / mothers place.
! We went to Boston, however, and, ia
inv mo carriage. drove out to Cambridge.
me was nearly ten O'Clock when we reach
of the street on which Mrs Hasbrouk s hou
stood.
we NV wife was shivering, more with res
,py less dread than cold, as we drove up to t
nd, once happy little home. She was We
for ouiet, though | knew she was powerful
ca- affected.
1all The house seemed quite dark in front.
As we knocked emily had insisted
ng getting out Of the carriage, and stood Gle
,ed, 70 me( as we knocked, the lock turnt
IS. and the door was thrown open. The h
,isit was filled with light, and in the doorwi
ess as bright and well as ever, stood M
en- Hasbrouk, the same happy lady we b
left five months before.
was Emily, Of course, went back to COLO
me We have never had the affair satisfactor
ling explained, but certainly Mrs. Hasbro
nv was perfectly well during the whole ii
had of our absence, and she had nothing to
the with the appearance oI Der own ghost.
per- ] think that Mr.. Myles, to whom |
and terward told the story, has disliked M
(ro,o that time