The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1884-01-18
On nv return to Paris Mr.. Weston re-

On my return to Paris Mr.. Weston re-
newed his offer and I accepted him. A
few months of married happiness effect
ually dispersed the cloud that overshad-
owed me.
Ny mind-warped, weakened, as it
had been by giving way to morbid
fancies- gained tone and vigor daily by
associating with my husbands, which
was eminently matter of fact and prac-
teal 1t was, therefore. without the
slightest forboding of evil that we set
off for Dashshire to spend the summer
months at Crowsnest. George was much
pleased with the old house; above all
with the cedar chamber, which / found
without any orders to that effect had
been prepared for us. It was late at
night when we arrived and there was
not time to alter the arrangement; be-
sides, there seemed no need, for be-
lieved, as | have stated, that l had out
lived my fears.
Both George and | were tired by our
journey and on retiring to rest we soon
fell fast asleep. Towards morning I
awoke.
A stream of moonlight flooded the
chamber. As of old, the shadow of the
pear tree lay along the floor, Pickering
in the night wind. / watched it for
awhile, then-this shadow being close
ly associated in my mind with something
else-I looked towards the bay window,
and could scarcely suppress a cry
There, in the old place, between the
gaslight and the moonlight, appeared
the face!
George" whispered, trembling,
awake! feel so frightened.
"What is it, NinaP Have you seen a
ghost?' he inquired lightly.
Hush! Look there.
Raising himself upon his elbow he
obeyed.
"Why, there is woman in the
room!" he exclaimed, in the greatest
CONSERVATION. Then, after pauslng a
few moments, he continued slowly and
deliberately, as though reading by q
bad light from book. .'No! it IS only
an illusion but Uhat an illusion!
seem to see most distinctly a beautiful
woman, her head turned this way, sup
ported by her hand. Her hair-a bright
auburn hangs loose about her shout
ders. 1t is handsome face, but sor-
rowful-n
Stay! what are you about to do?''
asked, as, rising, he made a quick
movement forward.
"To dispel the illusion, darling"
So saying he shook the curtain vio-
lently.
May all ghostly visitants be as east
ly dispersedT' he continued, laughing,
as the figure quiyered, swayed, became
distorted, then, in a moment, vanished.
But what sOds it?''
Il will reproduce it and you shall
see."
He loosed the curtain and it fell to the
ground in the old folds and creases, as
it was before. There, sure enough, she
was again.
"And is this what scared you on your
first visit here?" he inquired, turning
to me suddenly as though new light
broke on him.
Yes. l thought it was the spirit of
my step-mother. / imagined the like
ness of course Then, between laugh
ter and tears, made full confession of
all my superstitious folly.
Next morning we closely interrogated
Mrs. Stevens. She expressed her belief
that the cedar chamber was haunted,
and that the communication her mis-
tress had desired to make to me was to
that effect.
We read of strange results brought
about by the juxtaposition of certain
heavenly bodies. Here was an instance,
unique in its way, in which heavenly
body the moon aided by such common
place earthly materials as a modern gas
jet and an old faded silken curtain, pro-
duced as perfect specimen of beauti-
full female ghost as ever visited our
world. -BelQrQUiG Animal.