The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1873-01-22
A School House Haunted by Little Tow
Headed Ghost, with The prct,icSt Of
Faces and The Sweetest Of Blue Eyes.

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Faces and The Sweetest Of Blue Eyes.
In Nowburyport we huve school
house that school committee have
been forced to advertise as cluc>d to
visitors, hecnusc curious crowds
waited within and without to SEQ the
mysterious form Of a ghost boy who
has been trotting around there for
more than year, seen frequently by
the teachcr-who il not a Spiritual
island by most Of the whole fifty
pupils, who arc too young (prlmary
schol ars) to mystify and Deceive the
people. .,t..
The school house is on Charles
street, a onc-story builling,, that
would be the last place in town for
spirit from any happy abode to wish
to renew his childhood in. There is
an entry to the building, whore is n
flight of stairs leading to the attic,
and window looking into the school
room. Tho teachers desk brought
hcr back to that window, where tho
pupils told her strange boy was
playing his tricks, sometimes putting
his head up to, ,hc glass und at other
times looking in. They described
him, and when seen he has always
bocn tho same in dress and appeur>
ancc. To crafty thoir statements
she changed her scat to face the win.
dow ; and by and by the face appear.
od--the Jack Frost upon The window
Pane. Not doubling but it VS.
really a boy, she took her "ruler''-
the emblem of her uuthority-Auud
made for the entry, and there she
found him standing in the corner
one of the prettiest faces she had ever
seen. with sweet smile on his beau.
tiful lips, and needing kiss more
than blow. His body, dressed in
neat white clothes, bore the appear.
ancc Of one just passed his iirst decade
Of years. His hair was almost white
"A lite towshead his face vas Us
pale as death, and his eyes sweet
bluo. His face was older than his
years, and he had the appearance of
wisdom beyond his age. She nd.
vanced to him, and then he lodged
to tho attic stairs. She followcd-is
now near enough to take hold of him
reached for him but he is not
there. lie seemed to sink through
tho stairs, and where she would grasp
his person her hand struck the floor.
lilo was gone.
Now We have a vcritable ghost,
whst is to be done Z The rolice
thought they could capture him. They
arrested lad as the author Of all this
commotion-thc town through and
he had his choice to confess or take
his chance for the reform school. 1t
was not the old witchcraft. but the
old tcst. "Throw her into the river,"
said they of older times, "and Gud
out whether or not she be witch.
If she is Innocent she will drown if
she s"ims wo'll hang her." The boy
partially confessed but he was not
punishcd, because the teacher and all
the pupils and his parents knew that
hc,was not tAc strange boy that ook-
ed in at the window and the face
continued to rcappear when he was
away.
Next carpenter was sent to nail
up the passage to tho attic but "if
love laughs at locks" much more do
ghosts. The little tow-hcad even
made more noise than before. Tie
turned the attic into a carpenters
shop, where he, too, sawed and
pounded and nailed, and as if TO de.
monstrato the futility of human force
to shut him out, ho put his head
down through tho vcntilator and took
survey of the school. Soino of the
children have been frightened, and
ono day one of them tainted but tew
Of them arc excited about it. The
teacher has spoken to him, and he
only laughed from his happy face.
Tho children looked at him, whom
not one tf them ever saw before, and
he returns their glanoes with love in
his soft, mild eyes; but as yet he
has not told US who he is, whence ho
came, or what his mission. This
comes nearest to real ghost--a day
light ghost-of anything we have had
inGthis city for years. Iferimceh
Valley (1fass } ri$iivr.