The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1880-07-06

whether ghosts a ghost Sd Mad
Matty must answer for many iool. !"
Here the captain winded.
Tins churchyard l. her home. and
she iikes IT, Sne y,.is her dinner AT
the Squire's aud her clothes every
where, terrii,in: or amusing the
donors ~ thu whin takes her and
them. She al Say> manages To- secure
white garment, whether gown ar
''ed-gnwn. which she puts On at night.
] imagine this u Ike a habit. but
Others think IL IL .iDae To friyhten
way farers. She has scarcely Wit
enough L. carry Oh 4 system Of terror.
however. but changes her dress ~ she
was accustomed IL lo when ,ahe.
Sometimes she sleeps in this hut. at
Others in IN. woo.i We passed through.
l'ar soul She ir-a.is neither ghost
nor goblin. though have seen her
frightened III her own shadow in the
moonlight. Pertains this is why she
climbs trees and !serches like huge
nigh, owl. till the shadows flee and
daylight daxn-. She is 50 sociable
that she generally sins the paSs.r-hv.
whether he he friend or stranger,
whichever it NAV he, he is sure to
be terrified out of hi. wits for her
friends think she may attack them.
and strangers take her for ghost"
Here the superintendent bowed
significantly to the captain.
"Ot course the police force have no
right To bs afraid, either of man or
ghost 81 We are applied to in eme'-
gency. More than ouce have been
asked To take her Into custody. but
The Squires lady pities her as much
n io, and We get out Of the warrant
between Us Custody means AL
asylum. where she would soon die"
$50 much the better. growle.i the
captain.
"No. sir. Let her live out her
po"r lie. a. the cur- do, in her native
air. One Sunday she went to church,
and the wise sexton put her nut.
Hal he let her alone. she would have
Sat quietly through the service, a.
,he dill when young hut n it was.
-he broke the windows. The police
we're seui for. but happily, she wns
missing. Still, am her bugbcar !;
for. whenever she Is troublesome. they
.ay To her: Take you care. Matty.
there's Mr. Superintendent PIyse, and
although she dnes III, always rec"g-
nize M. she. like the chil,lren-G"d
bless 'cm-have 4 needless dread Ut
me. But tell them it is our duty
to sec that men and woman keep the
peace. not idiots, bales AMI ghosts.
To see this quiet little nook one can
scarcely believe in its evil regulations.
/ The peasants can not he got To pass it
at night but. when compelled. be-
take themselves to curious expedients.
4 chorewoman, who was engaged tn do
u days washing at the parsonage,
made an original oue. Having been
obliged IN go by the chapel before
daylight on u winters morning she
was asked how she managed. i took
an umbrella with NE. opened it, and
held it between me and the church
ward. then stuck it in the hedge till
| came back. she answered proudly.
Perhaps. captain, II you had had your
umbrella up You wouldn't have
tainted
This cruel cut was not necessary,
for the captain had been watching
Mad Ma,ty and listening to her story
until he was ashamed Of himself.
"To have tainted nj sight of that
demented crealure!" he reflected.
while the superintendent continued,
and Matty danced up tn them. the
ribbon twisted in her hair, the sweet
meats d,.v"ured, piece ri wall.
flower in her hand.
You see what kindness does. She
would never fear me, and | should
have influence over her, If the idiots
would let us alone"
Il will give her halt crown" said
the captsin. putting his hand into his
pocket.
"She will only throw il away. She
no longer understands the value OF
money. Color and sweetness are all
she cares for now and she even ripped
to pieces and scattered a bed that
some charitable person had placed in
her she'd"
The captain drew forth a magnifi-
Gently colored silk handkerchief, which
instantly attracted poor Matty's at
tention. He rose and presented it to
her with a bow. She received il
with a courtesy which she might have
practiced for a presentation at court.
it WAS SO low aud sweeping. The
superintendent whO was a reader Of ole
hooks when he had time. thought Of
Sterne's .'Maria." aud how she had
treasured his handkerchief aud dried
the tears it hal wiped in her bosom.
"Matty dives not know the relief If
tears" he said half aloud. "Her wild
eyes are dry. Still, as Maria said to
Sicrne, 'GI! tempsrs the wiuds to
the shorn lamb She is happy in
your handkerchief, Glyn."
/ God help her." said the kind
hearted captain, turning away to hide
tear. 81 wish with all nv soul she
were only ghost after all
She was happy, and SD We will leave
her. with a prayer that God will
continue to 'temper the winds to
tho lamb. E.r.aLen hv all savo Him