The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1877-01-16

ferent order and when - nigh. / rc
tired 10 bed. sleep quickly fell on my
weary eyes. and l woke not until th,
bright morning sun flung its rays o,
The newly awakened world.
But the day passed. and no Geralt
arrived. Vainly l waited and watch
ed, longing TO hear the sound of b.
horses hoofs ringing up the avenue
and when the Castle clock struck II
more disappointed and vexed than
cared TO acknowledge. slowly took m,
departure to my weird cham Der in sh,
west wing
/ looked more repellsat and gloomy
than usual, thought, and fei, as il
unseen beings were lurking about.
started at the sound of my own foot
steps and when crossed the room e
get into bed. hardly dared 10 lock be.
hind me.
( But l slept; for remember rousins
to a sense of existence by loud thud
that shook the whole room. and tn.
same low, shiveriug sigh had heard
three nights before was repeated close
TO my ear. The heavy footstep crossed
the room. and distinctly. at the foot OF
. my bed. the figure of . monk wrapped
in long dark robe. with hood
/ drawn closely over its head. 81 aped
itself slowly out of the darkness.
! could not discern the features OF the
/ apparition. but the glittering of the
snake-like eyes was plainly to be dis
tinguished. l gazed as if fascinsted on
the awful being before me. l canno,
say l feared it. but my heart felt ILL.,
and the marrow in my bones frozen
with awe; and . sense of deep, mex
pllcable mystery took hold of me, as
l saw it raise thin white hand, and
beckon me to follow il.
The eyes of the fearful being seemed
to exercise q strange influesce over me
and l raised myself in bed - il to
obey its bidding At that moment the
sigh was repeated. and heard faint
voice whisper. close to my ear. in tones
that curdled my blood, Heed him
not ~
But the influence of those eyes was
too strong for me Il could not resist it,
and quitting my bed. l followed my
ghostly conductor across the room,
feeling l had no will but his.
The room seemed changed. and was
lit up by a strange glare Over the
niche in the hall. hung a large cruci-
fix, veiled in black, and beneath it
stood an altar, on which burned many
lighted tapers. and to the left Of it, a
small door in the oaken wainscotinz
stood open.
Through it and down = narrow stair.
case followed my guide.
Presently we stood together on the
edge OF mOas beneath the oriel win
dow The snow fell fast and the wind
whistled bitterly around. but / felt it
not
What awful power had this fearful
being obtained over me, that followed
him whittier he would through storm
and snow.
l felt spell bound, without an atom
of my boastea power of will to resist
him.
At length We arrived at the angle Of
the left wing where the old draw
bridge had once stood; and there my
guide turning. suddenly towards me
and throwing back his hood. struck at
me with shining weapon be held in
his hand.
Thereupon the spell that had held me
seemed broken. and. with . wild cry l
fell 10 the earth insensible.
When | recovered conciousness. Gerald
was bending over me. He raised me in
his arms. wrapped his travelling cloak
round me and carried me into the
castle.
Then for many days l lay sick unto
death. The strain on my nerves and
the exposure to the cold had been too
much for me, and it was months before
my wonted strength returned.
For long time Gerald and l avoided
all conversation relative to my strange
adventure; but curiosity To know how
it wa. he had arrived just in time to
save me, overcame my dislike to talk
on the subject. Your grandfather told
me that when a mile or so from the
castle, he had suddenly become imbued
with certainty that l WAS in some
deadly peril. and in need Of him; that
this feeling hal quickly increased; and
that AZ he entered the avenue voice
had whispered to him. Haste haste ="
He then galloped to the door. and as
he dismounted he had distincly heard
the same voice whisper. Help her-the
most - and some unknown influence
had impelled him to rush TO the spot,
where he had found me insensible on
the ground.
Now. children. DO you wonder l be.
iieve in ghosts
We were ali silent for . while. AMI
then Alice said. as there no legend re-
lating TO this monk. grandma"
Yes. child" she replied, your
grandfather told me that. too. after
wards. The legend is vAgne. but ira.
iitiou says that tha young widow Of
one Of the first lords Il Gayton was
drowned in the mote by her confessor.
a monk of the Dominican order Since
the ives: wing has been burned down
GSy;on Castle has been free from spirit
usl visitsn;s. And now. grandchildren
see. il now past the ~itehing hour 81
midnight, and 50 let Us 60 to bed
TERiIs oF FANTALooNs-one night
last week a Mrs, DR.. Dora Einens, N