Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1878-05-02

pTlck Win l10 -IOAels, duu Oh the uO-
ble animal started like the wind in
the wake of the flying guide.
The strangers horse being much su-
perior to the others, the race was a
short one, aud terminated by the guide
being thrown nearly from his saddle
by heavy hand which was laid upon
his bride, stopping him.
| He turned in his seat, beheld the
strangers face, dark and frownIng, ,snd
trembled violently as he felt the
smooth, cold barrel of pistol pressed
against his cheek.
This cursed beast almost ran away
with me- cried the guide, composing
himself as well as he could under the
circumstances.
Yes, know said his companion
dryly, but mark my word, young
man, if your horse plays such tricks
again, he'll be the means of seriously
iDjuring his masters health
They both turned and cantered back
to the road. When they reached il
again, and turned the heads of their
animals in the right direction, the
stranger said to his guide, in a tone
which must have convinced his hear
eT as to his earnestness:
Now, friend Wilhelm, / hope we
understand each other for the rest OF
the Journey. You are to continue on
lahead of mel the right road, without
sWerving either to the right or left. II
l see you do anything suspicious, ]
will drive q brace of bullets through
you withhut a word of notice. Now
push on
oko tnd
but it was evident from his mutterings
that he was alarmed at something be-
tsides the action of his follower.
In the meantime the thunder had
increased in violence, and the flashes
of lightning had become more frequent
and more binding.
For awhile the two horsemen rode or
in silence, the guide keeping up his di
reetions to the letter, while his follow
er watched his every movement as
cat would mouse.
Suddenly the guide stopped and
looked behind him. Again he heard
the click of the strangers pistol an0
saw his uplifted arm. w ..-.-.,
Have mercy, meinheer,' he groan
ed, Il dare not go on
Il give you three, seconds TO go on,
replied the stranger, sternly. 'Onep
In Heavens name, spare implore6
the guide, almost overpowered will
fear, look before noe in the road, ane
you will not blame me- lgt.r
The stranger looked. AT first hi
saw something white standing motion
less in the centre of the road, but pres
entity a flash of lightning lit up thu
scene, and he saw that the white fig
ure was indeed CHASTITY and frightfu
lenough looking to chill the blood il
the veins of even the bravest man.
his blood chilled for moment, there
fore, it was not through any fear tina
he felt for his ghostly interpreter, fo
the next instant he set his teeth hard
while he whispered between them JUS
loud enough TO be heard by his terror
stricken guide: $3.50 80
BE it man or devil!-ride it down
I'll follow. Two!'
/ With cry of despair upon his lip
THE gdide urged his horse forward a
the top of his speed, quickly followed
, by the stranger, who held his pisto
ready in his hand.
In another instant the guide woult
have swept past the dreadful spot, blu
at that instant the reports of pisto
rang through the dark forest, and the
stranger heard horse gallOp off thro
the woods riderless. 8. e9g-s
Finding himself alone, the stranger
raised his pistol, took deliberate ain
at the ghost murderer, and pressed hi
4 finger upon the trigger.
j The apparition approached quickly
, but in no hostile attitude. The strang
, er stayed his hand. At length thu
, ghost addressed him in a voice tina
was anything but sepulchral:
Here, Wilhelm,ye move out OF you
perch this minute and give me help
ling hand. I've hit the game while OF
the wing, haven't ~ - e
The stranger was nonplussed for
moment, but recovering himself, h'
grumbled something unintelligible ant
lle4ped to the ground. One word t.
to his horse and the brave anima
lstood perfectly still. By the snow
white trappings on the would-be ghOs
he was next enabled to group his way
lin the dark toward that individual
i whom he found bending over a blacl
mass, about the size ofa man, on tht
road.
AS the tiger pOunces upon his prey
the stranger leaped upon the stoopins
i figure before him, and bore it to th'
IgrOund.
i 'Iarrest you in the Kings name,
cried the stranger, grasping his prison
/ er by the throat and holding him tight
iE'Stir hand or foot until l have yOI
4 properly secured, and IN send you
lsoul to eternity
4 i This was such an unexpected turn
fiof affairs that the would-be ghost coulC
fhardly believe his own senses, and wai
i ihaEdcuffed and stripped of his dagger
land pistol before be found time Il
lspeak. al
I l.s Are you not my Wilhelm? he gasp
ed.
NO, Iandlord,' replied the individu
al addressed, Il am not. But l am al
officer of the King, at your service, oI
special duty, to dowhat have to nigh
accomplished. Your precious son VIII
helm, whom you thought was leading
J Ian innocent sheep to the slaughter
lies in the, road, killed by his father
: hand.'s ~ 49, a S
Two weeks later, at Bruchsale Prison
in Baden, the landlord of the sign o
the Deer and the Ghost of the Robbie
} OF the Black Forest, who was the SAM
identical person, having been provel
guilty of numerous fiendish murder
: and artfully cOntrived robberies, com
mitted at different times in the Blacl
Forest, paid the penalty of his crime
} BY letting fall his head from the exc
Icutioner's axe, since when travelling
through Schwartzwald has not beel
! so periious TO life and purse, nor LA
= there. beenaseen any ~Ghostly Knigh
of the Road in that section of tn
: world. as orfe ~
Il rs'r,.f EatcV,ad Him