The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-05-17
THE HAUNTED CORRIDOR.
Bow Bells.

rest ei the apartment was already en- shrouded n the gray shadows oftw.light. h whose ints:y irdIstlnciness the huge chairs of carved oak looked ike gigantic monsters from scme foreign shore From the walls irovned down old family portraits, and the crimson hanqines above lhe ..rched doors waved lestlessly back ana iort }ag the dranehts of wind that smep. tiafo {Fse,he vas. corridor.
 aoH'i -e!Iese wo.d oi !, :" ieneat- cd Aaat kepeeea. wi.!. more emphasis than before. \ ghost story, indeed -
 lei me about Il. Violet 7 said young Hazlewood. n whom the aeep bay window with Is ia:-o.i prospect of snowy hiils xe.ied u gathering twili. n. ,o say nothing oi pretty .o.e; azmes close vieina2e, were innaiciv u4afe attractive than the more noaen re,1ors oi An wick flAce
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 e.e; gave !.iaz. IT ares .t5 2 as ~l.e irppea s'.er Agel kebec.t sato me hall #,.. { hgh;eq l.otaiy
 s4~a l4pi.en iiallewooi wouldn,, ren@ia 3: there said Aunt KcDeoea anAleas,y. lie vii cat,h ais death 0. eoia ....a hes.ass
 $ UcsiIcs what. Ault Rebecta =
 .a'cs stie the u.aiaen lady, wish yeu would 90 Gown and sec II the honsekeeper has prepared tha, posse, fes my so.r throat, that's :. sot,.. sirl think s..".. s,o h bed
 AIelei wen. h eAecGic Ter aunt, be- hests
 He. pea efuiiy ,hc Gss,an. hills and valleys 2. Il. the. snowy m4nties that glofloG, December night. l. reminded one oi | lovely painting executed wiih brushes dipped IT hluic pearl. and shad- ed wi,h pencils 0. shmmci,as silver.
 At feast. they seemed yo Iharle, HazciW pod as he s.3od in ;hc deep re- cess ot ,1e :, gaa;.c bay-windoN. neuiv hidden l} ,i'e cnft.Ius. th- faded spieno9 .i s1Hese tar..sned embroidery eanlea inc ,.dai ..ne eoasciously century baSe-s' atu "f the s',cam oi Gme Hgt ieea Charles T elRcod Was m love
 The .,., ois fashioned clock in the F. b7# | oi GIL Ae.s ,asef the " sta hear,h-s,o.4e were i.l'.ra 'n.o , dreamy. seepy sor, oi ehHp. as tne.r suiah lungs were iatrlv ~eaEleY nI,. nt,er Aual <ebecca ercre- cd 'fel. ht' iaar. re .'ag on ;iptoe. and eafFs .as :, d.m | h, in her hand.
 Ny. G. keae, n, in neadin- itlse eaf.s ace aifaf~. an'l els hicen-vc..r. e.d sisie Il efcsS, MAS d yeIy e,iteIen sort [ peis9nage ifenl .kEa: kebscea. wi.h Ter head tied uH n a sl's hanakerchici. her false cGt.s ald .s.e.s. and a long Ai.e dresslng-robe snvelor 7.. her lank hEure and he latter VAS b, ro nean> he more prepos esslng the two.
 fioh-ay some such eonsci usness swep, across the sead spiuslets bralu. for she >h@i.ird with accele'..ted rapidi,y past the solemn eve ci .he grave old family p5r,TAi,s on lh ~aN.
 " l am sure dropped them somewhere here. she murmaied pausing in iron, of the ba> window. flow provokinr There goes my candle out, Bu, be. lieve can ind them. however. the star- ligh, h so hiis}t. Mercy upon us. what IS that! The ghost. the ghost"
 And Aun, Rebecoa fled shi,eking down the corridor, her ands clapped over her eyes, before which was imprinted the ap, palling vision ot tan figure sweeping past, all Tn white. win a crimson stain a; i,s palhd throat,
 The house was aroused into instan,ane- ous eommoiion, shts flashed into bright ness !, the various doors, and an eager eager siyc.e oi lnquirers surrounded Aunt Rebeeca, who eYinoed strong symptoms of an intention 10 go into mysteries.
 Il shded past me like gust of wind '. she shFieked. replying al hazard to the questions rained down upon her