The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1882-06-25
The Ghost o. Goshen,

FROM me Chtcdqo Tribune.
Thro' Goshen Iluiler, wherr heinlocks grow
Where rushn' rills, with a flash an flow,
Ar over the rough rocks falhn',
Wher fox, where lear and catainount hide
In holes an dens in the mountain side,
circuit preacher once used to ride,
An his name was Rufus Rawliu.
lie was set in his WAYS, an, what was strange,
y you argncd with him he wouldn't change
You couldn't get nothin' thro' him
Solem' an slow IN style was lie.
Slender an slim ~ a tnm'rACk tree,
An, alwuss realty to disagree
With everybody that knew him.
one night he saddcd his sorrel marc
An started over Ia Ripton where
He'd promised to do some preachin'.
Away lie caniered over the hill,
Past the schOolhouse ut Cap-r's Mill
The moon WIS down. the spot WIS still.
save the sound o n night hawk screechin'.
At last he came to a dark rav,ne,
\ fcein' Mind a. queer, an n uean
Sensation stealth DER him.
Old sorrcl commenct To travel slow,
Then Civ snort an refused TO 20.
Tie ParSon cluckei, an he hoilered "whosp
An wondered what wus atore him.
Then, sudden to once he seemed to hear
A gurglin' groan ~ very near
That 1t scattered his senses nearly.
" 90 ome 20 ONE it lou,ily cried
" GO ONE l' rcechoed the mountain side;
" Go 'omcl' away IN tn. distance died;
An he visit h. wus home sincerely.
An then, ataro his startled sight
A light hasht out upon the night
That scrIncd To- heat all creation
Then thro' the bushes tgGcr stole,
With eyes y fire. an lius q coal,
That Mustered ms heart an fri2 his soul
With horror an CONSERVATION
He lost his sarmon lie dropt his book,
His hair riE up. an his saddle shook
Like saw mill under motion.
No cry lie uttered, no word he said,
But. suddenly turnin' SOrrvis head,
Away an ont o the woods he He'd
rs fast ez he could fur Goshen,
Into the streets O. Goshen town
The frightened parsOn came riiin down
In = fehrful sort o hntter;
Swift 81 wild goose in n gale,
With CLOAK that hapt like a tattered sail,
with face ez white ez bass wood pail
Or u ball o. winter butter.
He toh the neiGhbors that he had seen
4 tend o fire in iluf's Ravine
That had driven him back To Goshen.
lie told o. it's deep an dreadful groAus.
o, It's doe;u cries an its awful means.
U its tlamin' eyes an it, ratlin' bones
An IL got up great commotion.
Wal stranger it's now menny day
Seuce Rufus Rawlin was laii away
In the graveyard over Va der
WIS a boy III those gay hours,
u full a. fun c. the sprin- with showers;
Tuat got up att that wuurisr,
We took punkin' o common size.
An. Cuuiu' sniur holes FUR the mouth m eyes,
We gin IL tle right expression;
We hollertd IL out til itS skull wus THU,
An. putin taller dip within.
1t inokt "a ugly an mtan e. sin
'Twould a scared whole lrocossionl
The night was dark ez ever wus seen.
An nu.hin' wu- hc-rd in Huns kav,no
hut the sound y the water huwiu'
The Parson came IN u quiet way,
smokiu hts old brown lipe o. clay
An thiukH O. what H. wus gOln' Ia say
Whom he got to Where he wus Goin'
An the ghost he saw. au' the rattn bones
Mere rHn'k'u' gogrd an' some grave stones
But never AKIN ~ the mountain side
In the night would Rufus i'awlin ride;
An muny,' the lime INc lau5hd Till cried,
EuoEsE J. HALL.