St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-08-01

was killing me could see no trace. In I'M
wrists that held me down. In another
moment / believe / should have be-
come unconscious. Then last CLEAN of
hope, the thought of INV pistol flashed
through my mind. | stretched out my
hand. and as lay could Just reach the
end of the barrel. l drew il toward me.
and with an expiring effort pushed the
muZZle of it close TO what l took 10 be the
invisible body of my tormentor. and fired
We never found the bullet or any trace of
it afterward. Instantly the hands relaxed
their grip on my throat little, and with a
violent effort l wrenched my neck away:
then heavy body fell sideways from my
bed TO the ground, and fell. too, graphing
with il. At that moment Ellen and Pres
colt who had been aroused by the sound of
the shot, burst into the room. There they
saw me struggling, partly OH the floor and
partly meeling, apparently on space.
They rushed 10 my assistance. Both of
them felt the thing. both of them grappled
with it. The struggles of our enemy be-
came fainter. Managing to get one hand
Tree, reposSesSed myself of the pistol,
which had fallen on the floor, and
emptied the second barrel into what
judged to be the breast of the specter. l
fired straight downward. apparently at the
floor, but of that bullet we saw no more
than of the other. Meanwhile Prescott
stabbed furiously with the bowie knife. and
each time he dashed the blade down its
progress was arrested before il reached the
carpet Then the struggles ceased and
nothing was heard except our rapid pant
ing. We We're all Bneeling on and holding
down what looked like space and felt like
the form of a tall and athletic man.
We've done for it, whatever it is" said
l hoarsely.
Prescott burst into foolish giggle. SPY
Jove" he said, ''we'n make cast of it
and see what it's like"
As he spoke the form of our victim was
agitated by a desperate CONFUSION. which
shook us all of. Before we could seize it
again deep groan burst from the place
where we had held it, and the word LET
tice" rang through the room in q tone of
sepulchral melancholy. Then there was
silence.
L threw myself on the floor-nOt. as ! had
intended, on the PROSTATE figure. We
searched the room and then the house. but
we could lind absolutely nothing. Nor from
that day TO this has any one. 10 the best of
my knowledge, seen, heard or felt anything
whatever Of this CHASTITY being.
After much consideration we determined
TO keep the adventure TO ourselves for a
time at any rate. Indeed, it was only last
summer, when we had lived in the house a
good number of years, without any kind of
ghoStly interruption, that 1 described the
circumstances herein narrated TO my wife.
She doesn't believe them, and am sorry
told her.
Was it the ghost of Ronald Massey? Did
It voluntarily depart and leave us alone be-
cause 1t considered that the annoyances it
had Inflicted upon NV ancestors and me
were sufficient and that the tale of its
vengeance upon our house for the wrongs.
whatever they were, inflicted upon Ronald
in his lifetime by Andrew and Lettice was
complete? Or did we actually kill it? Per-
haps we did. He was poor, weak creature
when he was alive.