Cheyenne transporter. [volume] (Darlington, Indian Terr.) 1879-1886, 1884-04-13

YOU, but. unfortunately the house is full.
Large rs II is. It is crammed from cellar to at
tic.
My dear, | don't want to refuse YOU / do
long to- see YOU. VIII YOU sleep i'm the tapestry
rooml for Of course 1t Is empty. | dare not
put anybody else there, but ! don't think YOU,
Honor, will be afraid Of the ghost If the
tapestry room will suit do come and thou
sand Welcomes. ! can put up your maid
Your loving friend, MARY CLIFFORD.
swer:
IL do not believe in the ghost. The
tapestry room will do beautifully. En-
pcct me tomorrow.
The next evening | arrived at As
pens Vale in time for dinner. The
tapestry room looked charming. fell
i'm love with il on the spot. and vowed,
laughingly. that the ghost and | would
make friends.
NV maid. however. looked grave
over my testing remarks. Ii was plain
that she believed in supernatural vista
tions.
Gaiety of heart, however. was over
me- could not resist the cheerful in
fluence of my old friends company
felt happier than ! had been since my
husbands 5 death. and after very de-
lightful evening retired to my room,
feeling brave enough to encounter any
number of ghosts that might choose to
visit me.
The tapestry room was quite away
from the rest of the house; it was at
the extreme end of wing.
No other bedrooms were in this
wing. There were smoking room, a
morning-room and little oriel cham
Der. which Mrs Clifford in her carly
married life had curiously fitted up
for herself. but now seldom occupied
Neither did she believe in the ghost
but she confessed that the little oriel
chamber had an ecrie feel.
The morning-room opposite, cheer
full and pretty enough. was unused
Its furniture was antique; it belonged
TO by-gonc day. and its inhabitants
were dead. The smoking room also
was deserted; even the fumes of tobacco
had left it, the squire preferringa more
central apartment in the modern part
of the house.
Altogether, this wing of the old
house seemed dead. Visitors only came
to it out of curiosity; they paid brief
visits and preferred doing so in broad
daylight.
1t must have been quite hundred
years since the tapestry room in the
far end of this wing had been slept in.
Old aS the other rooms in the wing
looked. the tapestry room bore quite
the palm for ancient appearance. T&ere
was not ar. article of furniture in it.
not chair, not table. which must
not have seen the light OF centuries.
The furniture was all of the blackcst
oak. the bedstcad the usual four-poster.
on which our ancestors loved 10 stretch
themselves But the curious feature
of the room that which gave il it,
name was the tapestry. Not an inch
4 of the walls was TO be seen: thcv were
hung completely with very ancient
and very faded tapestry. There was
/ story about this tapestry. One Dame
/ Clifford, of long by-gone days had
worked it. with the help of her maidens.
/ She hard come To an untimely end on
the very day on which the great work
of her life had been completed.
Ii does not matter 10 this Story what
became of the proud and fair dame
but ii was her ghost which was said tC
haunt the wing, and the tapestry
chamber in particular. Warden. my
maid. aS she helped me To undress
looked quite pail with terror.
They do say, ma am. aS Dame Glare
Clifford appears with her head tucked
under her arm and threads from the
old tapestry hanging 10 her skeleton
fingers. She's dressed in gray silh
that don't rustic never a bit. though
It's so thick it might stand all alon,
they do'say. 'TiS awful lonesome fol
You. madam, To sleep here all alone