Morning journal and courier., 1881-08-19
White Mountain Ghost Story.

lI1p Top correspondence Of the Boston Post The wind whistled mournfuI1y around the
 hotel as the story was being told, and the
 hearers involuntarily clustered nearer one
 another and waited the next gloomy reminis-
 cence. It came from au elderly gentleman who wouldn't vouch for its truthfulness but who was ready to swear that the friend who told 1t to him was eyewitness and could be relied upon always The story was in re.
 lation to the death of Miss Lizzie Bourne, of
 Kennebunk, Me, who died in 8 binding snow-storm on the Glen bridle path on the night of Sept, 14, 1855. The traveller who
 rides up in the little railway car has the pile of stones pointed cut to him, as marking the
 spot where the rigid body was found. One is surprised to find that 1t is near the Tip Top house, that is not much more thaR 8 stone's
 throw. So she must have shrieked and shouted in her despair, but on such a terri
 ble night, with the wind blowing like hur-
 ricane, and bowling like million fends, who
 in the hotel could have heard her or have dis
 tinguished her voice before it was swallowed up in the tempest. There is well-founded
 rumor, said the old gentleman, that every year, on the night of the 14th of September, the ghost or spirit, or whatever you may call it, of Lizzie Bourne may be seen fitting about the mound. Henry J. Rowland and party saw it last year, and were almost frlgh- tened to death, continued the story teller. It was clear, moonlight night, and Rowland and his party were roaming over the summit to see whatever was to be seen. They had
 got down to the Bourne monument, and be- ing somewhat fatigued with their scramble over the rocks, they all dropped down for @ few minutes rest. Naturally enough the monument suggested the tragic death of the poor girl, and they fell to talking about it. A heavy bank of clouds rising from the west
 threatened to obscure the moon altogether and give the party some trouble in finding their way back to the hotel and they rose up to start At that moment flmy cloud shot across the surface of the moon, and surround ing objects on the landscape lost their clear ness. shriek from Rowland startled ever body, and they turned to see him pointing at
 the monument and wringing his hands as if he was in the greatest agony. He seemed to have lost his voice after that one shriek, and there he stood horror-stricken like. The whole party turned to the monument and there, if you'll believe it. continued the sto- l " teller, glancing at his now awe-Etricken | listeners, was a whitish fgu1e rising up
 through the stones, just as if she was coming 1 to the surface, coming upward by some mys- l terious stage mechanism. Then, as she got l to the top, she assumed defined shape, that l of pretty girl, with sad face and flowing l robes and hair. She appeared, to point her 1 right hand toward the glimmering lights of 1 the Tip Top House, and then suddenly drop l ping on her knees she clasped her hands as if | in prayer In another instant the cloud 1 scudded away, the moon looked down as l bright as ever, and the ghost or spectre, or l whatever you may call it, was gone. How | land however, was prostrated by the shock | to his nervous system and didn't get over it for two days 'sNo, Sir" wound up the old 1 gentleman 'tI don't believe in spirits, and 1 don't believe my friends untruthful, be- 1 lieYe there is 8 something or other to beseen 1 there on the mound, and if Pm alive I'm go- 1 ing down the next 14th of September to see l it-alone if I can't get any of my friends to i go along" Such story, listened to with
 the hotel joints creaking like ships and a l fierce tempest in progsess outside, had 8 marked effect upon some of the ladies, caus- | ing them to shudder and cling closer to the | gentlemen, whosfgured either as husbands
 or escorts But blow high or blow low, the l old hotel is as safe as any hotel in the valley
 below, for it is anchored to the rocks with great chains which no amount of tugging- 2.
 by the great gales has ever seemed to~
 in the slightest degree.