Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1878-04-24
THE RESURRECTIONIST.
\ Thrilling story OF Kiimnrc

IN the 10 IN of Kilmarc, in the norll
OF Ireland, resided many families o.
distinction, The head Of one OF these
was n Mr.. Bell, young gentleman oI
20. lie inherited a large estate from
his uncle, aud soon aiterward remoy-
cd from his former abode TO take pos
session OF the family mansion in Xii
mare. lle married the only child Of a
wealthy East India merchant residing
in Liverpool, by whom he had two chill
rcn. In the fourth year OF their wed.
ded life Mrs. Bell was taken suddenly
i'll, and expired the next day. The
SYMPTOMS were OF u peculiar nature,
and, the limbs so increased in size
immediatel y after death that a magni.
ticent diamond ring OF great value
could not be removed from the lady's
finger. and was buried with her.
OF course, this fact was known to the
inhabitants of Kilmare, as Mrs. Bell
was the wife OF the most considerable
man thereabout, and naturally, there.
fore, all concerning her was a matter
of conversation and rumor.
The cd church.yard Of Kilmore
stood on the side of hill and i'm
mediately in the rear of the church
and adjoining the chancel was the
tomb Of the Bel family. Here in sc-
cordance with immemorial usage, the
body Of the deceased lady was to re-
pose, and there it was deposited the
third day after her demise. After the
ceremony the key of the vault was put
in its usual place by the sexton of the
church.
The day had been gloomy and as
night drew on thin rain fell, which in
creased about midnight to small show
er Mr.. Bell, who was about retiring,
went to close an open window, and as
he did so be tancied he saw white
figure crossing the lawn in front of
the house. The next moment it dis.
and satisfying himself that
he was the subject of q delusion, he
commenced to undress. Suddenly
the clear tones Of the door bell rang
through the building. Mr.. Bell paus-
ed, and moved toward the door of the
apartment to listen. In few seconds
the sound again reverberated through
the house, and Mr.. Bell opened the
door and stepped out into the corridor.
AT that moment as he glanced down
the stairway he saw the housekeeper
moving toward the front door. Then
ne heard her set the small lamp she
carried on the table, and opened the
ock and bolts of the massive door,
Then a dreadful and prolonged shrek
ollowed, and at the same moment
Mr.. Bells butler ran along the hall
oward the front door. Mr.. Bell had
cached the head of the stairs and
vas in the act of descending when the
'utler had reached the spot where
he housekeeper lay on the floor ap-
'arently in swoon. What was Mr..
'ell's surprise to see the butler raise
is hands, fix his gaze upon the door,
nd then sink to the floor as though
truck dead.
Utterly bewildered and confounded,
lr. Bell hastened down stairs. The !
igbt that met his gaze when he a
cached the centre OF the hall almost t
'oze his blood. There stood the fig b
re of his wife in her grave clothes t
,aning againt the pillar of the door, +
nth one hand thrown across her I
reast For a moment Mr.. Bell was L
lmost overcome. Then he remember b
d the white figure he saw crossing !
ne lawn few seconds before the bell C
ing, and another glance showed that
he garments ofthe figure before him Fl
ere dripping with rain. C