The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1873-08-27

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''I have brought you information
of Rose Denharn, he said pulling a
pistol and aiming it directly at his
head, "but do not mean that you
shall play smart and have me arrest
ed for my trouble p
'sYou need not fear me" George
Tracy returned. 'What have you
got to say?''
'|That Rose Denham is dead p
.'Dead!" !" he echoed. "Impossi-
bic F'
NO." the stranger rejoined, in a
strange, foreign tone; ''she is dead
She eloped with me, and 1 have kept
her hidden until last night, when she
died.
"And you killed herr cried
Tracy.
mo; 1 loved her. She took a
fit, and died almost instantly. I
want the reward
"YOu must prove your assertions
to me, - George replied. ''How am
to knoag that she died?"
'Follow me and will prove it. I
will give you her body if you wish
it. She was mine in life, she may
be yours in death p he added with
a sneer.
George, with many misgivings,
followed the man into a secluded
place, little apart from the city.
He led him into a sort of cave.
and pointed to coffin.
''There,' he said, lis the body of
Rose Denham. Go look, and be sat
isfed p
With a cold. strange feeling at his
heart, the betrayed lover strode for
ward to look upon her who should
have been his wife.
my GodF' he cried. "Oh, my
Rose =
When he turned around, the
strange man had disappeared. AS
soon as he became calm he went
outside, but found that he was in
deed alone!
He wended his way back to her
father house, and told him what
had occurred. The parents were
both shocked at the word he brought
them, and taking a carriage, Mr.
Denham and George went after her;
but to their CONSERVATION the coffin
and corpse were gone. Not trace
was left.
1T is a consolation to know that
she is dead = her father said, and
then they put marble shaft in the
cemetery, with simply-"Rose. aged
IS years, inscribed on it.
Another year passed away. 1t
was dull, cheerless, stormy night.
an unusual one for the mild climate
of California. Mr. Denham and his
wife sat before the fire, talking about
returning to New York the Golden
State held no charm for them now.
There came a great rappiug at
the door, and the servant came hur-
rying into the room white with fear.
"A ghost a ghost p he cried.
"A ghost'' Mr.. Denham return
ed" Nonsense Let the poor crea-
ture in, whoever it is"
''Itis a ghost-Miss Roses ghost?''
he whispered in an awe-struck voice.
At that moment dreadful scream
resounded through the house, and
there was dull, heavy thud.
Mr.. Denham and his wife both
started to their feet in their alarm,
and FASTENED to the spot from
whence the noise proceeded.
There, on the floor, lay the in
animate form Of a woman-their
Rose
Rose" the father and mother
calculated simultaneously.
They picked her up and laid her
on a couch. She was truly a shadow
of her former self-a poor, wan,
pinched creature.
The price she has paid for her
SIM her stern parent muttered
Hush, father p said the patient
loving mother, 1--WE know not yet
what caused her mysterious absence"
They sent for a physician, and
after patient efforts they succeeded
in rekinding the feeble spark of life,
but not to consciousness. She knew
none around her. She muttered and
jabbered in a strange tongue for
awhile, and then turned into her
native language. She raved of such
horrible scenes that their flesh crept;
and she wept. and begged, and plead
ed to be taken home to her father,
mother and George. In vain they
sought to re-assure her; she needed
them not.
They sent for George Tracy. and
he FASTENED to her bedside. His
faith in his lost love had never been
wholly shaken. He even begun to
think that he had been duped in re-
gard to Roses corpse.
Days passed-long, weary days
and still the fever reigned supreme.