The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1885-05-20
AMYsTERIous YIsIroR.

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ing grave that had been new.
ly-made q few days ago yet The
grass bad sprung upfrom the clay.
eysoil, somewhat hiding It's scant
proportions A small headstonc
marked The spot, upon which was
engraved eHilda Graem, aged1s,p
That vas all, set II caused the
greatest commotion in the little
village Of oheIyey; for not until the
little grave had been opened and
It's fair occupant laid in her last
resIing.place had the quiet church.
yard been disturbed by d ghostly
midnight yisilot
A few months before the occur
ence the little thatched cottage
that was'hidden among the trees a
few steps from the turnpike road
was suddenly tenanted by a NO.
man and q younger female, who
was supposed to be her daughter.
There might have been others; il
there were, the village gossips did
not discover IL.
When Sunday came and the new
corners found their way to tile vii.
lage church, Chelvey al last salts.
fed its curiosity. The elder Of The
two had been beautiful in her
youth, but now the brown hair was
streaked with silver and the deli.
cate face was sharpened and pinch.
ed with sorrow, and perhaps hun.
ger The daughter for such was
the other, was fair twas no earthly
beauty, for she was not Of this sud
world. The golden waves Of hair,
framed a pure pale, colntenance,
illuminated by eyes that, in their
frequent uplifting to the heavens,
had caught the same line. She
knqlt during the entire service,
and once, when a severe ct of
coughing seized her, would have
fallen had not the mothers arm
supported the frail form.
This was all the inquisitivelittle
village ever saw or heard Of the cot.
tage tenants. Sunday after Sun
day came aud went, and with them
the mother and daughter. The on.
ly thing noticed by those interest
ed in the strangers was that the
girls cough grew worse and the
sweet face thinner, while the big
blues eyes were largerand brighter,
as if in anticipation Of the heaven-
ly wonders they were soon to see.
Butone Sunday the couple did not
appear, nor on the next; but on the
following one, after the crowd had
departed from the holy edifce, a
small procession came slowly from
the tiny cottage, and borne upon
the brawny shoulders of the sexon
and digger was a coffin
The only mourner was the mother,
but as they neared the church the
sympathising neighbors followed
with hushed voices and uncovered
heads in the presence Of death.
So the beautiful girl was laid to
rest, as all supposed; the simple
tablet of stone was erected and for
two nights she was forgotten.
But on the thirdas Owen Dugan,
the sections sou, passed through
the ground after fastening the
church doors, he saw a white.robed
figure glide from the blackness Of
the trees and moved swiftly to the
new grave, and then threw its arms
upward. But the frightened lad,
who at sight Of the apparation had
remained rooted to the spot, now
rushed from its dread presence as
il bereft of his senses, and with
frightened face and in gasping
breaths told his father what he
had seen,
The graveyard was haunted, and
by the spirit Of the girl they had
thought an angel, That was
enough; the rumor spread, was mul.
tiplied and exaggerated until no
one would venture near enough to
the desecrated place, and so the
disquieted ghost continued to roam,
y & 4 q 4
. "Well, my good fellow, don't
suppose you have any communities.
ton with the outside world in tha
shape Of newspapers, or have you'll"
mo, stranger; yer in the wrong
there. In on the bar there is the
Weekly Gazette from Flummsrton."
THANK you; won't make an
acquaintance with Flummerton's
news just now. Anything local9"
The conversation was between
the landlord of the Boar's Head, the
only hotel Chevley glorifed in, and
ayouug man who sat in a big bar.
room chair tilted back to the farth-