Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-01-27

"Now, friend Wilhelm, hope we I'M
derstand each other for the rest of the
journey. You are to continue on ahead
of me, in the right road, without swerv-
ing either to the right or left. IF see
you do anything suspicious, ! will drive
a brace Of bullets through you without a
word Of notice. Now push on
The guide had started as directed, but
it was evident from his mutterings that
he was alarmed at something besides the
action of his follower.
In the meantime the thunder had in
creased its violence, and the flashes of
lightning had become more frequent and
more binding.
! For awhile the two horsemen rode on
IN silence, the guide keeping up his d.
rections to. the letter, while his follower
watched his every movement as cat would
watch mouse.
| Suddenly the guide stopped and looked
behind him. Again he heard the click Of
the strangers pistol and saw his up-lifted
arm.
Have mercy, meinheer," he groaned
C dare not go on
| ~ give you three seconds to 60 on"
replied the stranger, sternly, "One!"
In heavens name, spare" implored
the guide, almost overpowered with fear,
6 look before me in the road, and you
will not blame me.''
The stranger looked. At first he saw
something white standing motionless in
the centre of the road, but presently a
flash of lightning lit up the scene, and
he saw that the figure was indeed ghastly
and frightful enough lookingt to chill the
blood in the veins of even the bravest
man. If his blood chilled for moment,
therefore it was not through
any fear that he felt of his ghostly interp-
refer, for the next instant he set his teeth
hard, while he whispered between them
inst loud enough to be heard by his ter
or-stricken guide:
"Be it man or devil?-ride it down
I'll follow. Two!n
With a cry of despair upon bis lips the
guide urged his horse forward at the top
Of; his speed, quickly followed by the
stranger, who held his pistol ready in ms
hand.
In an other instant the guide would
have swept past the dreadful spot, but at
that instant the report of pistol rang
through the dark forest, and the stranger
heard horse gallop off through the woods
riderless.
Finding himself alone, the stranger
raised his pistol, and took deliberate aim
at the ghostly murderer, and pressed his
finger upon the trigger.
The apparition approached quickly, but
in no hostile attitude. The stranger stayed
his hand. At length the ghost addressed
him in voice that was anything but
, sepulchral:
"Here, Wilhelm, We move out of your
perch this minute and give me helping
hand. I've hit the game while on the
wing, haven't II"
The stranger was nonplussed for mo-
, bled something unintelligable and leaped
to the ground. One word to his horse
and the brave animal stood perfectly
still. By the snow-white trappings on
the would-be ghost he was next enabled
to make his way in the dark toward that
! individual, whom he found bending over
black mass, about the size of man on
: the road.
AS the tiger pounces upon his prey
, so the stranger leaped upon the STOPPING
figure before him, and bore it to the
ground.
II arrest you in the kings name, said
the stranger, grasping his prisoner by
the throat, and holding him tight
ssStir, hand or foot until have you prop
erly secured, and will send your soul to
eternity"
This was such an unexpected turn Of
affairs that the would-be ghost could
hardly believe his own senses, and was
handcutfed, and stripped of his dag
ger and pistol before he could find time
to speak.
"No, landlord" replied the individual
addressed, 81 am not But am an Off
Ger Of the king, at your SERVICE or special
duty, to do what have tonight accom-
plished Your precious son Wilhelm,
whom you thought was leading an in
nocent sheep to the slaughter, lies in the
road, killed by his fathers hand''
Two weeks later at Bruchsale prison, in
Baden, the landlord of the sign of the
Deer and the Ghost of the Robber of the
Black Forest, who was the same identi-
, cal person, having been proven guilty of
numerous fendish murders aud artfully
contrived robberies, committed at differ
! ent times in the Black Forest, paid the
penalty of his crime by letting fall his
head from the executioner's axe, since
when travelling through Schwartzwald
has not been so perilous to life and purse
nor has there been seen any GhOstly
Knight of the Road in that section of the
: world