The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1876-06-30

as this house haunted, Miss Miri-
ann asked the Colonel one morning
at the breakfast table.
The girl started at the abrupt ques-
tiou, and wondered if she turned pale.
"Hauntcd?" she echoed, with an ef'
fort. The ghosts must be rats. Have
you been visited by sheeted beingsT .
"No, but after l had retired last
night, heard noise like the sound
of distant voices. 1t seemed to be di'
rectly overhead, aud 1 called my CHIEF
of staff. Who sleeps over my apart
ment, if you will permit so bold a
question:"
Only brother" answered Miriam,
quickly. 81 was with him until a
late hour last night
"Apd the night before9'
"Yes."
"Thcn | heard the sound Of your
voices, no doubt" said Campbell,
glancing at the chief of staff, whose
eyes, during the conversation, had
been fastened on the girls face.
Major Guilford had noticed every
change of countenance, ard when the
twain had retired from the breakfast
table, he grasped his superiors arm;
face. The debt owing by an individu-
al is bad enough, but when we see a
Who'll, nation of people, approaching
fifty million souls, on the verge of
bankruptcy, the sight is simply appal-
ling! Sixteen years of Radical rule,
by officers who have plundered our
treasury and made us a reproach
and by-word to the rest of the world,
should be sufficient warming. Shall
we longer submit to this misrule by
,'la"ino the reins of government in the,
Continental remains beneath this roof,
you cannot succeed with her. He
stands between you and Miriam Hol-
ly, so you see the line of your policy
is clearly before you"
The British Colonel started.
IL did not think Of that he said.
"Major, we will solve the mystery of
the sounds we heard last night
with me it is solved already" was
the chief of STATS reply.
From that hour, Miriam Holly was
watched.
Her absence FROM the lower rooms
was motel, and the Colonel knew when
she was not in her boudoir.
As the days waned, the hidden Con
tinental improved, and at last he rose
and donned his faded uniform.
Tomorrow night, it it he dark
and stormy" Miriam said to him,
while she polished his sword in the
mellow light of the lamp. 81 have
the doctors assistance, and the horse
will not fail you. You know whittier
to ride. and before long, this sword
which Howe has missed, will flash
once more before the enemy"
Miriam Holly fancied that she was
about to outwit the kings men. The
Continental was ready for flight, aud
there were true friends who promised
to help him beyond the city.
1t was with delight that the girl
hailed the great drops of rain that pat
tered ON the paues OF her window,
when the darkness of the chosen night
fell over the city like pail. The
thunder rolled about the houses, and
now aud then flashes of lightning re-
vealed glimpses Of the carnival of
rain.
In the hidden room, stood Captain
Tempest, the shadow of his former
self, but strong in the desire for liber.
~. lie waited for Miriam, who came
at last, and showed him rain.drops on
her.
1.-The elements are assisting us" she
said joyiully. 1.-The doctor is waiting
like a hero, under the elm, and he
has the pass word"
Good! Are they asleep"
"They retired two hours ago." said ,
Miriam. 81 am satisfied that the .
coast is clear" ,
Then the soldier picked up his sword
vita a pride that caused his ewes to :
lash, aud Miriam Was smiling upon a
iim, when voice made both start /,
md hold their breath. =.
A siepon the secret stair!
The twain exchanged startled CLAN :
'es, and the girl turned to the door,
which opened suddenly, and revealed d
he face of Col. Campbell. Over his 4
houlders flashed the chief of stats il
rispphant eyes. II
This unexpected event threw the f.
overs off their guard, and, as the d,
british officers leaped into the room, tv
iith swords half-drawn, the highest in o,
lnk, exclaimed: OF