The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1872-08-25

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tleman who now owns what Is LETT OF the original
Loyd's principally is Mr.. Henry d. Lloyd. He lives
In the old Lloyd homestead on the slope OF Q hill
q gentleman OF leisure, and, though his baroniai
hall has had some rude bufretings rom time and
sadly eclipsed in splendor OF design by more mod
ern structures OF the kind IL still preserves an air
Of aristocratic dignity It Is small v model OF
THE LADY WHO BUILT THE HAUNTED HOUSE,
Some years since the wife OF Mr.. Lloyd conceived
one for obvious reasons had yet ventured to think
OF erecting private residence on this the nnest
site along the sound Mystery piled upon mystery ~
wear as fearful memories as clustered round the
Castle Of Dunketh. The brave lady, familiar with
Neck, fearing nothing and determined that
such splendid situation should no longer
sn% oSw ~ ana dwe
ing OF no extraordinary pretentions, yet sun I'M
posing and comfortably laid out; It was square
cupola. 1t looked open, fair, frank and hosptaole
to the eye, and the last house In all the neghbor
hood stranger would be apt to credit was o ds
Mrs Lloyd lived there ] am unable to say.
The time however, was very brief Mr.:
Its roof Long before q year had elapsed
after its completion 1t was deserted, and time
again The ghost stories 'V Of former r days were
soon revived with tenfold intensity all over the
Neck permeating into the surrounding villages,
After time the dwelling on Fort Hill was pointed
out to every stranger passing by on the boats as
the haunted house. After dark no man In his aver
age senses would venture even on the extensive
grounds around the place, not to speak OF entering
TWO FESTIVE GHOST SEEKERS.
Two men named Collins and Lambert OF brook
Ign, who happened to be passing brief season at
oyster Bay, determined one evening to venture
over and tempt the terrors of the haunted house.
They were eulOgized as two very brave men ana
onn mi cd on q
were left the bOatmen who landed them at Lloyd's
dock to call for them next day at noon they failed
demiOhn Of w6iskey, brace Of reyolvers and pipes.
stories proved OF the widest character Collins said
when he got in front of the house, with the inten-
struck Gn x IL the back with cannon ball. and he
brought back the ball to cOrrOborate his story He
also showed the marx IT made on MS back. Lam;
declared he only fell on a cannon bal! and then
picked 1t up to see what on earth 1t was.
HOW LAMBERT BID THE GHOSTS DEFIANCE.
Lambert said he went to the back of the house
while Collins remained In front pulled his revolver
and swore loud enough for half the ghosts in Chris
would shoot him on the spot; At the
behind him like the filing Of cid shoe leather, and,
turning, saw o COW chewing away and moving over
towards barn. He said he experienced slight
SILVER just then, as 1t was pure white cow and
looked ghostly. Directly followed another black as
the ace Of spades, another red as the comb of q
and blue. They walked into the barn, though he
could swear on q stack OF Bibles the door was
closed. This he determined to test and taking one
the barn door, and, sure enough, 1t was closed and
locked. Here he tried
ANOTHER HORN OF WHISKY,
as he vowed he should see II the cows were inside
or perish. The door was unOosened, but he found
Win ali his
mothers SON Of youi" The door finally gave way.
Of the neck and top of the head with pile Of rub
bish, old boards, tubs, buckets, saddles and what
He and Of was
Collins said after getting into the par.
lor through the window he heard chains
dogs Inc He cleared that %ndow M SScR
than he went In by long shot, dropping his re.
The renOwn Of their exploits went all over Bayville
and Oyster Bay, and ghost stories were served up
as regularly as the oysters every evening In this
way the house was attaining fearful reputation.
Nobody cared to venture near 1t without carrying
Just as strong force Of spirits In bottle as he
thought himself likely to meet at the dwelling on
THE VENTURE OF POOR PAT M'cABE.
= An Irish pilot, named Pat McCsbe from New
not alone the house, but the lake. It said Pats
hair was white the next morning, not from what he
| saw, but what, through the means OF an accident
he suddenly expected to see. Pat passed the front
OF the house in safety and crossed the old fort to
and Pat was little the worse Of the distilled
spirits He missed his footing at the very top and
gm6eS clear down into the horrible waters below
Judge, yet all the worse for his peace Of mind He
lost his bottle in the tumble, and was left to the
indescrtbable horrors OF his normal imagination.
No wonder Pats hair turned white.
A PANIC-STRICKEN FARMER
farmer from Huntingdon, with his wagon, wa,
caught there one night after shutdown, while 1t wa
raining. He got out to reconnoitre, to see II {
fritz rlv uyao har In afnhf In had
umbrella up, and his mind was in no enviabe mood
Suddenly the umbrella was caught and held on the
were wide apart Feeling sure one Of the uoiqui
t0us ghosts OF Fort Hill held 1t In his grasp, he
started fast as deer from under and never stopped
reached, through fences and marshes, friendly
shelter. The umbrella was found hanging there
next day, caught by some brer brambles depend
ing from the branches OF q tree.
v..r u FINAL ISI; FATE S OF FORT HILL ILL.,. ham, =,
this Mace tic snlendd Situation and t
| valuable area OF hundred acres underwood. They
wanted some spot where their overworked pro
| for q few weeks OF the Summer. The Jesuit order
is not given to extravaganza In the expenditure o
hs Ssy os r. sy e for
| immediate surroundings cheerful and lovely. They
fell the forest trees themselves, sow and reap the
| the farm and household. They sent man to take
possession of the place after they had made the
purchase. Somebody advised this gay pioneer to
BOTTLE OF HOLY WATER
with him to drive the ghosts away He slept In the
house all alone. but q subsequent examination OF
the bottle he took along revealed the fact that the
liquid 1t contained owed Its potent influence to
purely secular sources. The only ghosts now that
can he these ghosty Fathers OF the Jesuit
persuasion. They seem to be no wise disturbed in
mind or manner by the stories that still keep float
ing over the neighborhood about the haunted house
Of Fort Hill. In few years from now the plastic
hand Of art will mould the grand forest around to
a picture Of light and beauty We may expect to
see noble lawns where the dark woods the toad
stools and ghosts lived together In the past, and
with the spread Of science and civilization even
the Long Islanders will cease to put their trust In
ghosts.
CHAMBERS AND EDWARDS