The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1874-11-05

. hollow os the rcycrberaliou ofa tomb.
came 90 bic mufilad ears:
Man, dosi thou believe iu ghosts
les, yes, sRsthing, groaHel Dick,
kuowesi thou who ams
Yes, yes, the cid murdered goyeuess
Oh-ah, ! beg FsrIou--l moan--l moan
the Innocent yonng beauty what was
slaughtered by that base dpgoon
Man, I DO now propose to strang)e
thee with these hands,
On, doa't don't! spare me for heavens
sake. Oh-ah--Che was sutloraling uu-
dsr the bedclothes), Oh, good Miss-a
IA, fll do anything. IN make any sac
riicc. Oh let me Of ior my mothers
sake.
Man, thou lowest the Young damsel Of
this house, dosl thou not3
Oh, yes, yes spare me, from Dick, ia
expiring tones
/ Man, promise me thoa wilt relinquish
her utterly, and, so 7 please me, my
spare thy wretched life. by cofIlu nails,
how my dogers do itch to clutch thy
neck
Oh--yes, cried the suilocaied, after a
moments pause, Oh, give mp Kate,
anything. Spare my life,
/ Nay, will not, shrieked the ghost,
with fresh aud real feroclty; bat stay,
thon shalt see one more sun rise, and
then, mark me well, ! will come and
strangle!
The voice ceased, the ghost whisked
away, but it was long before poor Dick
dare peep out from under the counter
pane.
II would be hard to describe Hates
feelings when she found herself once
more in the hall, aud yet her heart was
not 40 badly broken,
have Tom, still, said she to herself,
with a very bright smile. Perhaps he is
as big coward and traitor as Dick,
though. Shall test him, tooy If be
turns out like Dick | shall never trust
man again (she was sixteen, and ! was
so fond Of them both. But Il was you
dear Tom, aud You only, that loved all
the time. My conscience really allows
me that. If Tom is as weak as Dick, il
will break my heart. will not, no,
dare not try him. She turned back to
her own room, but when she reached the
door, she paused again, Then she sud
denly LEFT it aud marched rosolutely for
Toms apartment.
must be honorable, she exclaimed,
firmly, to try ouc aud not the other, is
unfair.
Tom having completed his meerschaum
over Middlemareh, had fallen asleep on
the lounge as he was.
ha,e pushed the door, and his eyes
partly opened.
They met the distressed figure of the
defunct governess, clutching the air with
long black fingers, as in Dicks room.
Tom was fully awake in an instant
Tie sprang to his feet and gazed at the
intruder with a glance full Of wonder
curiosity. The sirangler advanced upon
nim, leering hideously, and clutching
away at nothing for dear life,
Tom did not stir; but stared.
The dead governess approached to
within few feet, and stopped, hesitat-
ingly, her heart was failing her
The dead governess began to back away
toward the door.
No you don't, roared Tom, ghost or
mortal, I'm not done with you yet. He
rushed upon her with open arms, and
caught her IN the grasp Of Greek
wrestler.
o Tom, forgive me, let me go.
The grasp relaxed at once, but it did
not let go.
will never let go, Kate, until you
promise me something.
o, know what it is, sobJed the trem-
bling little ghost, Dear Tom, | loved
you all the time.
Footsteps were heard in the hall, run
mug 7""'e'"'''s 'c'' hea''Iy asalhs' Tue
door Inc door swung back DICK ap-
peared, his eyes starting ont OF hls head
pro"ch Iaihp III ms iand' ms dress
ing gown around him. his knees shak-
mg.
0, Tom. he gasped, aud then the
whole situation flashed upon him, his lips
puckered aud a faint aud dismal whistle
escaped them.