The Cecil Whig., 1881-11-19
THE HAUNTED

young l'''''' > me ''e'''s self-made
when the shrewd, prosL, ,,,,., a.,
father of the being yU,, r.ho. ,,
vital question. on d,uol,.o,,..
your means of support ma,n rho,
When old William -tbr,s+ +h,,
my honored fathera,1 1ho1a -,
hofi'o'e queS'.'', INTO keep from
10 tlie SUES Vi '"e Then | thought
'"i.lNS o''' Vi ''ie 'rown eyes, the
VI ''o'iee' i"e"pale, pretty soft
dear graceful hea1v forobaod ,,o
hair. the meek ,ass ,f ho, a,ool.
pun ''"n'p'i e (metaphorically)
''n" pms '''i' | stammered out,
after my darliped doIl,rs ,o,,.
Il earn titteeI O ~, ,,.,.o = i, ;,
sir: | think pewlsd ,ho ,,l ,1.h
"No ~ in the top story of Il
)ok here, young man
my daughter a house.
"" 'e, fit to shelter girl
"' tiry, then I'll talk with
brought une--not bef,ra cood-
you about
morning. of ,y;11;,,, ,,..
| stumt, =, ny. Of MIND p,, ~.
- most childish, trusting
1t ever breathed, and be
little tn " in NV wisdom and won
eS. So my next interview
., me to looking out for a
Oil, ' 'use "fit to shelter a girl
'''' n luxury = and which would
'i'"o or three hundred dollars a
rent
,aekS Of hope and months of
came upon this advertisement: :
"a beautiful villa antique i'll
= hour from town. to rent low to
stretul and small family. Young
! 'preferred. Excellent water: no
Address the owner.
-! bin the hour had dispatched an
+. Within the day had an APP
ment from c. McP.-Catharinc
herson-to see her that evening.
)sie and were going to the theatre
called, instead. upon this owner of
.... villa. who proved to be the very
aliest mite Of an old lady ever seen.
&c had a wrinkled. tiny face. bright lit
e eyes set close together, 4 mouth that.
nouyh puckered up hard, constantly
into Il queer laugh-in short, |
bought her funny little old goose.
ute harmless and respectable.
At glance she took us in from head
D foot. My five feet eleven and manly
cowl of twenty-five years she noted first
hen scanned Rosic's dear sea-shell face.
'hich showed deeper tint under the
cen regard-a regard that was cmbar-
asSing, although shot up an angle from
'ur feet or less of personality.
How'd dye do?" said the old lady.
nd shook hands.
ave called" I began, Mrs. McPher-
On"
Miss Mcpherson, she pleasantly cor
acted me. Il IN not married-never was
'on't believe in men: they're stupid.
haven't brains, management
-eh, my dear??" Here she lightly tapped
he backs of Rosie's hands, and sat down
n the sofa beside her. II attend to
" own real estate, and make lots of
loncy in land-eh, my dearo' Again she
lpped Rose's hands. and peered into
er face. You re not married, you two,
see," she went on. Rosie blushed
;arlet: she was only eighteen, and very
ly. Miss Mcpherson tapped her hands
gam. But you're going to be. Oh.
,e, | see: don't explain as began to
ate our case" don't bother to tell.
.e it all, and you want to hear about
y villa" She let her quick eyes just
IL off. as it wee, from Rosie upon me
- We're looking. madam" said "for
nice place. at a rent Of say colored
IN afraid, when it came to the figures
say. two or three hundred dollars
EAR
Miss Mcpherson gave her funny laugh.
ke 4 bunch of sort spasmodic coughs. |
I'd rambled on rather than answered, |
y villa is worth. just for outside beauty
lily two thousand a year Then she
trted off to a table drawer, and came
citing back with number photographs |
Id plans.
There my love''-and she put them
in Rosie's hands-''what's your opin-
n of that as a pleasant homea"
Rosie and | looked at the picture of an
eal house. 1t had long sloping roof, a
,ep porch and a well-sweep. In the
,ar distance was the sea. Nearer still. !
the plans showed, flowed river. The |
ain door opened into great room that
ok the whole height of the house up
the ridge-p pole. \ gallery passed |
aund, and opened into other rooms. \ |
with curious tiles made a
city picture of itself. a bathroom.
nning-room and bedroom completed |
&c first floor. Down stairs were the |
tchen offices. But best of all. the |
hole inside finish was of = dark stained |
ood, beautifully wainscoated and panel
/; no ugly patches of wall to cover, no
Uniting or papering to be done.
What a lovely place. Rosie exclaim.
and made me sigh with regret as ac- |
= The house is out of my reach"
i" Now don't be rash, answered the |
leery Miss Mcpherson. Men are SO
sh-eh, my dear' Don't be rash. but
eet me tomorrow on the boat, and |
I'll run down to Shell Harbor. view the |
,use, and I'll see how nearly can come
your figures for Happy Nilla.'''
Happy Villa. Oh, how pretty cried
oslo.
:" Almost prophecy, eh, my dear?"
lggested the old lady.
Miss Mcpherson cut me short with:
Well, well, love young people. I'm
ch, and believe i'll makiag EN- happy. |
IN going home to Scotland for several |
,ars, and I'd like to feel the place was
ased to nice family, and it was al
ays Happy Villa in good truth. Bless
III, money isn't anything, although the
,use cost enormously, l can tell you.
eet me on the boat tomorrow. and |
e IL see-we'll IL see.'
The whirlwindy old party had us out |
! the front steps and had the door shut
,fore could speak again, but on the
ay home we both declared her charming
,,} El-a fairy trp6 mathew