The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-02-05


replied the stranger sternly. "Onel"
:" In Heavens name, spare," i'm
plored the guide, almost overpowered
with fear, " 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
flash of lightning lit up the scene, and
he saw that the white figure was indeed
ghastly and frightful enough looking to
chill the blood in the veins of even the
bravest man. If his blood chilled for a
moment, therefore, it was not through
fear that he felt for his ghostly inter
prefer, for the next instant he set his
teeth hard, while he whispered between
them just lound enough to be heard by
his terror stricken guide:
C BE it man or devil ride it down
I'll follow Two!
With cry of despair upon his lips
the guide urged his horse forward at the
top of his speed, quickly followed by the
stranger, who held his pistol ready in
his hand.
In another 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 stran-
ger heard horse gallop off through the
woods riderless.
Finding himself alone the stranger
raised his pistol, 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 any
thing but sepulchral:
Here, Wilhelm, ye move out ofyour
perch this minute and give me help
ing hand. I've hit the game while on
the wing, haven't | 7"
The stranger was nonplussed for a
moment, but recovered himself, he
grumbled something unintelligibe and
leaped to the ground. One word to his
horse and the brave animal stood per-
fectly still. BY the snow white trap
pings on the would-be ghost he was next
enabled to grope his way in the dark
toward that individual, whom he found
bending over black mass, about the
size of IL man, on the road.
AS the tiger pounces upon his prey,
the stranger leaped upon the STOPPING
figure before him and bore it to the
ground.
81 arrest you in the Kings name, y
cried the stranger, grasping his prisoner
by the throat and holding him tight
"Stir hand or foot until l have you
properly secured, and III send your SOU
to eternity"
, This was such an unexpected turn o.
affairs that the would-be ghost could
hardly believe his own senses, and was
handcufled and stripped of his dagger
and pistol before he found time t.
f speak.
care you not my Wilhelm? h'
gasped.
| No, landlord, replied the individua
2 addressed, I" am not But L am an of
7 ficer of the King, at your service, OF
3 special duty, to do what 1 have to-nigh
accomplished. Your precious son Viii
9 helm, whom you thought was leading
l an innocent sheep to the slaughter, lie
in the road killed by his father
hand"
Two weeks later, at Bruchsal Prison
in Baden, the landlord of the sign o
: the Deer and the Ghost of the Robbie
e of the Black Forest, who was the SAM
identical person, having been proven
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 execu
< toner's ak since when travelling through
Schwartzwald has not been so perilou
+ to life and purse, nor has there been seeI
= any Ghostly Knight of the road in that
l section of the world.
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