Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1884-01-11

81 see. young gentleman, you wish to
draw back"
81 draw back /" exclaimed the student.
"Well, if Ihad fifty guiueas you should
see whether l wish to do So"
"Herc," suid !, "arc four guineas which
will stake on your wager"
No sooner had made this proposition
than the rest of the company, attracted
NY the singularity of the affair. came for
ward to lay down their money, and in u
minute Or two the fifty guineas were sub
scribed.
The gentleman was so sure OF winning
that he placed all tho money in the stu
dents hands and prepared for tho expert
ment.
We selected for the purpose small
summer house in the garden, perfectly
isolated, and having no means of exit but
a door aud n window, which wo carefully
fastened, after placing the young man
within, together with writing materials on
a small table.
We remained outside with tho gentle
man amongst u.s.
In a slow, solemn manner, he began to
chant the following lines ;
what rsetn slow from the oceau caves and the
The phantom pGlc sets his backcncd foo. on tic
fresh green turf.
Then raising his voice, lie said
''You asked to see your friend, Francis
Villiers, who was drowned three years
ago, off tho const Of South America
what do you see?'
81 see,' replied tho student, "a white
light arising near the window but it has
no form"
We (the spoctators) remained profound-
u silent.
care you afraid p asked the grntle.
man.
~ am not, replied the student, firmly.
Ihen, after moments pause, the elder
commenced by three stamps on the
ground, muttering
And the phantom white whose clay-cold face was
once So fair.
Dries vi h his shroul his clingng yes and his sea-
tossed hair.
Once mole the solemn question
"You, who would see revealed the mys-
teries of tho tomb-what do You zee
now p
| The answer came:
is covered with long veil--it stands
still T.
care you airaid?'
81 am not
With strange and frantic gestures the
gentleman then chantod
And the phantom 50 d to the smoking socr, come
fOm he SOUTH,
Pit tiny hand On my htnd-thy hoar' IN NV heart
| thy mouth on my mouth
"What do you see ?" he asked.
| ola pppps-ba r,,1rsi,gc ,,,o bo :,
stretching ont hand-'tis Francis vllliers
-he will have me Help, help | Save
me -
care you afraid now?" asked the other
in n mocking voice
A piercing cry, then a stifled groan, are
the only replies given to the question.
"Hslp that rash youth, said the gon-
man, walking away rapidly ''let him
keep his money and be wiser in the fu
ture.
We opened the door of the summer
house and found the student in convul
sions. A paper signed "Francis Villiers'
WAS lying on the table.
As soon as the students senses were re-
stored he asked, vehemently, where was
that vile sorcerer-he would kill him HI
sought him throughout the inn then
with the speed of q mailman, he startet
across the fields in pursuit of him.
The dark faced man paused, as if hi.
story was concluded, and took long pull
at his tumbler of punch.
"Well ?" said I.
"Well O. said he, nonchantly.
"There is something more, isn't there
The story is not quite ended ?"
Quite" said he.
IL don't understand. How did i
end p
END p cried he. 1T did not end
Neither of them ever turned up. The,
had simply humbugged us out of on
money by u villainous dodge. I told 20,
the Cork people were artlcss and iunocen
very"