Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1880-03-17

member had to sign his name In a daily
book kept in the hall for that purpose.
I ran down stairs and looked at the open
leaf to see if that would afford me any
clue. The first name that caught my
eye was that of Blissett Emerton.
No wonder the figure had seen in the
darkness had been 80 anxious to find that
paper. [ saw at onoe what had happen
ed He had been in the room reading,
fancying himself alone. He had laid the
paper down thoughtlessly and dropped
off to sleep. [ had not noticed him in
the gloom, and he was quite unaware of
my presence.
One thug more I did before I left.
I turned over the members address
book, and looked under the Els. There
I found the name of sc Blissett Emerton, F"
and against it "No. Blank Court,
Temple"
Soon afterwards I found time to dine
at the club, and there / met an old
friend of mine, O barrister, whom I had
not seen for year, who after dinner in
| vited me to come to his chambers for an
hour.
"Still in your old diggings them" I
said.
"Oh, no" he answered, "I've moved
since / saw you last into another set.
I've got the capital chambers at No. z
Blank Court" [ asked him at once If
he knew Mr. Emerton.
"Only by sight," he answered. He
has chambers on the same floor, and we
pass on the landing. We never speak.
/ stayed longer than [ meant to, and
it was striking 10 as we came out on the
landing. The outer door of Mr.. Emer-
toms chamber was ajar. AS we passed
the inner door opened and man rushed
out with scared white face 1t was
Bissett Emerton
"Help!' he cried, tearing at his col
lar as though it choked him. g Help
help!" Then there was strange gurg
ling noise in his throat, and he fell for
ward in a fit. I dragged him into his
chambers, which were in total darkness,
and laid him on the floor, bidding my
friend run for doctor at once. The man
babbled in his frenzy. "The face, he
cried, the FACET was her face-there
in the court below Look between the
trees!" I looked out into the court.
The moon was up, and among the
trees near the fountain [ could see the
figure of woman. She was in deep
black, and as presently she stood where
the trunk of the tree threw her white
face into relief. | could see that she was
looking towards the window. Probably
she mistook my figure blotted against
the window for that of Emerton's, for as
[ looked she raised her arms with
strange menacing gesture and pointed at
me. Then she glided i'll among the trees
and was lost to sight The doctor came,
examined Emerton, and prescribed for
him. He's had violent fright" he
said, "but he'll be all right by and by
It's more hysterical than anything else.
Where are his friends 90
If I wanted to learn something of this
mans strange story, what could I wish
for better than a night alone with him.
The doctor gave me certain directions
and left
We had carried Emerton to his bed
room and put him on the bed. Seeing
he was still, | went into the front room,
piled up the fire, put OH the kettle, found
some whisky, lit my pipe, and prepared
for the night. L had just turned the
burner down when [ became aware of
soft grating sound at the outer door,
Some one was softly opening the outer
door with key. The gas was low down.
Hurriedly L picked up my overcoat and
other traces of my presence and flung
them under the large couch at the end of
the room. It was an old-fashioned sofa
with hanging valance which reached to
the ground. I then crept underneath,
and waited for the curtain to rise on the
drama. [ had hardly got into safe
position when the outer door yielded,
and heard step in the passage that
interviewed. Then the outer door was gen
tly closed, and expected tosee the inner
door open In its turn and some one enter.
The minutes went by, and no one came.
Whoever it might be was in the passage;
/ could hear q slight movement every
now and then, and the rustic of a
woman's dress. It must have been quite
ten minutes since I heard the outer door
opened when I noticed that the inner one
was swinging noiselessly back on it's
hinges, and something was gliding into
the room. Slowly it moved across the
floor till it stood right in the dim light of
the turned-down gas.
[ skal never forget the terrible sight
that met my eyes. would have scream
ed, but my tongue remained glued TO my
mouth. [ was looking at a dead woman
risen from the grave. Her face had been
beautiful in life; now it was ashen gray
The eyes were sunken in their sockets,
and her lips were pale and colorless. The
| figure was draped in long white shroud,
and [ fancied that the room was heavy
with the awful odor of an open grave.
Slowly the phantom moved toward the
next room and glidedin. For moment
all was still. Then came faint cry.
The man was awake and alone with the
apparition ''Drusilla y he shrieked,
"Mercy! Mercy! Have mercy p
heard a hollow voice answer him,
"Rise, and follow me-.
"What would you have with me ?"
"Confess y
"What shall confess answered the
wretched man, his voice trembling in an
agony of fear.
"Confess the foul wrong you did me.
Confess where my poor body lies, that il