The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1884-04-18

welcome Us, seemed quiet, goodman
ured looking man. He showed US to
our rooms, and served our supper in a
lofty chamber whose windows looked
out upon the sea, that already began TO
moan through the rocky caves and
passes with the restless motion that
foretells rising storm.
After supper my Sergeant strolled
down to the village to see his men and
arrange about getting them together in
the morning; and the landlord, with
whom he had struck up an acquaint-
ance, accompanied him to show him the
persons he required. Before leaving the
house he said something to my comrade
in Welsh.
"He says, sir said the Sergeant, sa-
luting, ''that he hopes you won't mind
being left alone in the house for an
hour or two. No one will intrude upon
you. There is one other gentleman
stopping here, but he is out now and
most likely won't be back till morning.
He is man who goes about with q
hammer collecting bits of rock.n
''Ah, geologist, | replied. ''No,
1 have no objection to be left alone. l
would come down to the village with
you, but that / am tired, and | think |
will just smoke pipe and 60 to bed. :
This message being duly translated
to my host he made me bow and the
two started off, shutting the door after
them. / Lit my pipe and made myself
comfortable with a couple of chairs by
the fire. There is no more sleepy oc-
cupation than watching tobacco smoke
curling upwards, and / soon fell into a
doze. do not know how long | had
slept when | was awakened by a stir in
the room and saw at once that the
'other gentleman had returned sooner
than he was expected, and was now re-
garding me with some interest.
He was man of about thirty-fve,
tall and well-made, dressed in thick
frieze suit, with belt of the same ma
terial round the waist. In his hand
were bag of fossils and rock speci-
mems and a biologists hammer. These
he laid on the table, and then came over
and shook hands with mo.
II did not expect to meet a gentle
man in this out-of- the-way place." he
to follow such pursuits as mine, or from
love of seeing Nature unspoiled by
man handiwOrk.
was glad of some company, and told
him what had brought me there.
He set my mind somewhat at ease by
saying that, from what he had seen of
the people, he thought my task would
be simple enough; and then we drifted
into an interesting conversation. He
was, found, a clever, well-read man,
and we got on excellently together, but
/ noticed now and then an anxious
watching expression in bis eyes for
which I could not account. I was not,
however, much of Judge of. physiog-
nomy, and did not trouble myself with
theories on the subject.
AS we were talking the moan of the
sea grew louder and, louder, and at
length came sudden dash of wind and
rain against the windows. The gale
was beginning in earnest.
What followed | can scarcely expect
my readers to believe, and indeed, look
ing back on it now as | sit in my cosy
quarters, with the lamp burning bright
ly on the table, / could almost think
that had been the victim OF some terri
BILE hallucination; but it was real enough
to me that night.
After the first impetuous gust of the
storm there came pause Of stiffness,
and in the unnatural tension of the
nerves that one feels in such an interval
of expectancy heard, as clearly as ever
l heard anything in my life, a woman s
voice outside the window crying in a
wailing tone: go. Jack, Jackr'
"She will be blown over the cliffr' ]
cried. "What can she be doing there?''
and rose to open the door.
My companion did not answer q
word. glanced at him and saw that
his face, lips and all, had paled to a
CHASTITY whiteness. His eyes were fixed
upon the window with an expression Of
such deadly fear as I hope l may never
see again.
1t was useless to expect help from
him, so, mentally setting him down as
an arrant coward, / ran to the house
door and opened it, intending to let in
the wayfarer whose voice / had heard.
AS | raised the latch the wind rushed
in with impetuous violence and nearly
tore the door from my hand. A cold
dash of mingled spray and rain struck
me full in the face.
"Come in whoever you are,' l cried,
impatiently. 81 can't hold the door
open all night
There was no answer. l stepped out
side and.looked around. There was full
moon that night, and though the clouds
were thick there was a glimmer of
light sufficient to see any object within
a few yards distance. There was a
phosphorescent luster on the sea that
CLEANED brightly now and then as the
waves broke out on the rocks, and a
frightened sea bird almost brushed nv
face as it flew past. But of the woman
| expected to see there was no trace
whatever.
Puzzled and irritated | walked round
the house to see where she could have
gone. At the back of the building there
was a broad, open field, without any
trees or shrubs that could serve as d
hiding-place. 1t seemed impossible
that any one could have crossed it and
got out of sight during the few mo-
ments that had elapsed since heard
the cry; nevertheless, such had evident.
ly been the case, for there was no one
there.
went in again and closed the door,
determined to think twice before went
TO the trouble of opening it again,
whoever might demand admittance.
My companion was sitting just as l left
him, with the same look on his face.
spoke to him twice, but received nc
answer. Fearing he might be in fit
went over to him and raised his arm. Il
felt stiff and unnatural l went to the
table for some water, intending to dash
it in his face and rouse him if possible
Hardly had / made a step forward
when the same voice had heard before
| sounded ONCE more from without This
time there was no installing the intense
agony of the tone. had never hearc
anything IN the least like it and i
rooted me to the spot where l stood
The words it spoke were, 'sCome, come
GOMEZ three times repeated.
To my great surprise. the man hac
! believed in a danper0uS fiji rose q mr.