The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1879-02-06

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on. and, settling the less-important affair
at school, he left the vicinity of his boy
hood home.
In the city he found a family to come
out and work the place, but they never
remained the second night.
The evening they came was stormy
one. and the family gathered in the blue
sitting room after supper. IS all became
quiet except the roaring of the storm
without, the conversation turned upon
the subject Of the death of the former
occupant.
well, Mr. Rodney was not the one
that did the MURDER Mrs. Chase was
just saying, when q voice from a distance
said, ''De Pue! DeTue!"
The Chase family looked from one to
another in astonishment ard alarm until
young Jack, the mischief-maker, was
thought OF by them.
sIt's only one of Jacks tricks, moth
er," said her good husband, settling
back TO his pipe. Don't thee become
frightened"
And the wind whistled around in the
valley, past the old house, and of through
the woods over the mountain, seeming to
catch up the farmers last words and
whisper, Enlightened, frightened!'
"Jack, Jack; call jack" said Mrs.
Chase. THAT boy will yet be the Death
of me with his pranks."
And the little pale-faced woman looked
rervously out into the dark corners of
the room, and, spying the supposed cul-
rrit in q distant corner, went toward
him. As she bent over the boy he was
found to be fast asleep, and from away
above came q voice that struck a chill to
every heart, and they listened.
"Ha! ha, De Pue! De Pue!" it seemed
to say.
Father, did you hear that?h cried the
little woman; ''and Jack is asleep"
"Asleep, asleep! De Puc. De Pue!"
moaned the voice.
II viii see who is trying to scare me, ="
said the stout-hearted man: picking up
the candle and going out. After vain
search through all the rooms, he returned
unable to find mortal except the four
members Of the family. But from first
near, then far, would come that terrible
wall:
''De Due, De Pue, De Puer'
"Oh, father. what is it?" cried the
wife and children.
''De Pue, De Pae," cried the voice
from the ceiling above.
''God help u.s." cried the farmer; "the
house is in the hands OF the spirit Of tie
murdered"
de Pue, De Pue!" put in the voice.
"Yes, he continued. THE ghost Of
the murdered De Pue is here, and we
must away"
And the morning sun shone forth from
behind the dark clouds and lighted up
the now-deserted old hou1e. as if no
ghost or hobgoblin had driven the hon
est farmers family out into the stormy
night to seek shelter at anear neighbor's.
where The story of the mysterious voice
had been told.
From time to time, others had tried to
live there, but to no use. The voice was
there and none could be induced to pass
the second night in the hearing of it.
Bat about the time of which [ write,
when the old house was almost com
plete wreck, the owner determined to
make last attempt TO solve the mystery
of the voice, and get some money from
the rental OF the large house. He had
an orphaned son Of his dead cousin un-
der his charge, and determined he should
personally investigate the affair
"Robert," said the rich bachelor, one
morning, 81 have heard that yoa intend
settling down to farmers life, the kind
of an occupation Jour father and grand
father followed before you, aad, also, in
tend to get married"
Yes, Sir, interrupted Robert, with a
smile. "The same as my father and
grandfather did before me-
"Wel, continued his uncle, Il want
to do well by you, and [ intend to. But
there is one thing I wont you to do in
payment for this" and the unole's voice
sank to a sadder tone and a tronbled
cloud passed over his brow II wantyou
to solve the mystery Of the voice at the
old house I do not believe it is the
work of spirits, and am sure my uncle,
whom God knows was never harmed by
hand of mine, would not, il he could,
come back to trouble others. Now, my
boy, clear the old house of its ghost and
the cid homestead, with its broad acres.
is yours, What do you say to the propo-
sition2"
'Just this, sir; 1 am not afraid of its
ghost. as [ viii show you. Tomorrow /
viii take some carpenters and go out and
repair things. Fix itup in modern style,
and next week come for you to go to a
wedding in the old blue room, where not
the ghosts, but youth and beauty, will
hold full sway. And now for my prepa.
rations. Ned Stone will go out with rle,
and, while the men are at work, we viii
bury the ghost, or chase the evil spirits
back to the depths from whence they
oame;" and, with a merry laugh, Rot
left the room to put his plan into opera
ton.
As the Sun was sinking behind darh
line OF thunder heads that lined the west
ern sky, 3 few days after the above con
versation, Robert Sandhope and Nee
/ Stone were seated before a cheerful los