Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-06-16
Il Moonlight Ride and its ResuIt.

Many years ago, when the city OF
Providence was quite village, an old
house stood in lonely pace couple of
miles from town. 1t was in the center |
of large tract of land that had once |
been laid out in walks, ard garden spots
and miniature lakes, for the occupants
the house had cultivated tastes, and the
money with which to crafty them. so you
may be sure it was very beautiful
place.
But one dreadful night murder was
committed there, and then the house was
vacant for years. for the people, more
superstitious in those days than they are
now, believed that ghosts inhabited it,
and no one could be found VINO would
live in it. There it stood year after year,
uninhabited and alone. and lovely flowers
all chokcd with weeds, the once we'll
kept walks overgrown with clover and
grass, the Fruit ripening and falling un-
gathered to the ground, for no school by
however daring, ventured to enter those
walls.
At the time my story opens, party Of
Young men, my grandfather among the
number, had planned moonlight ex-
cursion, on horseback, to neighboring
town, and after some debate as to the
place of meeting, they decided on the
front yard of this old house. as they did
not believe in ghosts, and the seclusion
Of the place exactly suited them.
My grandfather arrived FIRST at the
fplace of meeting, and tying his horse
he sat down on the door-stone to await
the coming of his companions. 1t was
very sill. No sound was to be heard
save the occasional note of the whip poor
will. or the chirping of some insect.
He had sat upon the step some min
utes, and had become quite lost in medi-
tation, when he was startled by three
loud raps, breaking the stiffness of the
eveRing air, followed by a deep, sepul-
chral voice, saying: "Arise. ye dead, and
come to Judgment" My grandfather
Jumped to his feet and looked around
but he could see nothing. He pinched
himself to make sure he was not dream.
ing, and peered round the corners, and
into the windows of the house, and
finally concluding it was his imagination
playing him trick, he seated himself
again on the door-stone. He had not sa
+ long, however, when the three loud rap
rang out again sharply, AID the sam,
deep voice said after them, in measured
q accents, the same words uttered before.
+ This time my grandfather was convin
+ ced that he was not dreaming. Grea
> drops Of Precipitation stood out upon hi
brow. He arose and looked all aroun'
him as before, but could discover moth
ing. He then walked to the gate to Loo
for his companions, but none of then
werein sight.
', II should not care to tell them, if the
e we're here" he muttered to himself as b
n returned to the house, and commenced
Y pace back and forth, for he could nc
1t again sit down.
ia s.What could it have been?" he sue
fl denly exclaimed, in resolute tone, as h
i stopped in his walk. eff it is ghost,
h, cannot harm me, and, come what will,
l. am determined to solve this mystery
ID So saying. he opened the door and. wei
lie nto the hall, but there was nothing to
,gs| seen save several bats Tapping their win!
lie in the damp air. The paper hung fro
of the wall in long shreds, and was cover'
IN with mould, and the accumulated do
~ of years. The noise had seemeu to con
ur from above, so he began to ascend t
is stairs, which we're very old and ricket
Id, and threatened to give wsy at every ste
1T. AS lie got near the top, the moon sho
he out suddenly from behind q cloud wi
he strange briiliancy that gave wei
is ghostly look to everything around.
en- grandfather stopped, uncertain whetl