The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1885-06-19

took hasty survey oi the scene
Steps heard on the gravel walk cauH-
ed him 10 seek the shelter of the trees.
A shadow fell across the path, followed
by figure clad in white ; glance re-
voaled IL TO be gi,l.
"Certainly ghost, else footsteps
would be- heard. 1t grows interesting.
I'll follow the ghost whittier 1t may
Load Stanton said, Al II TO somo one
near him.
The figure glidod TO the grave OF the
dead gill and went through the same
performance that had frightened young
Dugan, that of throwing her arms up
ward and falling upon the grave.
Stanton drew near, now almost as
nured that she WAS no visitor from tho
spirit world, and touched her garment.
II was real. He then looked at the
beautiful face that was npturned In the
evening sky. IL was q very counter
part of the sanity Hilda, but far morc
ethereal. Her eyes were set In anguish
one moment aud the next assumed =
holy calm. She kneIt upon the wet
sward for nearly an hour--it seemed
ages TO Stanton at last she rose, cast
one frightened glance about her, and as
noiseleusly as she had come left the
place.
Stanton followed hsr. Over the fields,
down the road to the little damp cot
tage. The door was wide Cpen. "What
] mystery can this be 7" he muttered,
looking apprehsnsively uP the da,k
road. When he again looked at the
door IL was closed, and the girl was
gone. .'fhis IL strange" he soliloquiz-
cd, as he walked back slowly to the
tavern. "This Is not a ghost, 1t is
plaialy seen. The frightened villagers
shoaId be told the truth. But no, /
would never zee her again, and che is
so beautiful ! must paint the picture
Of her in the graveyard. What eau ii
mean - be paused. "Ah | have 1t.
Ny beautiful spirit is somnambulist." I"
The next evening Stanton wended
his way to the church, aud again fol-
lowed the spirit home. He went
through the Same walk for a whole
week, until mine host Of the Bears
Head mentioned it TO. his chums over
the bar.
"Hs be a queer one" be would say !;
''he was bright and cha,ty when be frat
come said he was painter bat now
he never says word, but walks about
like stick, and never ont Of the grave
yard. Shouldn't wonder If the gh ost
bad worked q spell on him"
And so the ghost bad. Young Stan
ton was madly in love with the "Chel.
yey ghost"
"on tbe last night cf tba week be
reached his sad trysting place rather
late. The ghost was already there.
This time he came close TO the sleeping
girl and nervously touched her hands.
They dropped before her.
The girl with a shudder, had awoker
and finding herself in tho mournfu
, place and &C such q time Dad faller
back into Stanton's arms.
Without . moments thought h'
gathered her in bis embrace, and find
ing his burden light ran down tn
! gloomy road, never stopping until b
! reached tae tiny sitting-room Of th
little cottage, and had laid his Lowell
, charge upon lounge.
He called loudly. Presently tn
mother appeared, and seeing the strang
young man, and her daughter 80 whit
and still, staggered against the wall.
"Do not feat, madam, she is not dead,
Stanton said in faint voice.
Q "what does it mean T'she gasped.
Q As we'll as he could he told her whs
he knew.
"And she, my beautiful Lille, is
: somnambulist ?" Mrs. Graem said ,afte
Q she had restored the girl.
: eyes. Oh, madam, I love you
daughter, odd as il may seem, neve
q having addressed her and meeting un
; der such strange circumstances.
adore her."
J. 'I do not know you, sir, but pit
10 yeu. I am SIRE yeu must have suffer
ed enough already bit / must tell 20
9 something very sad. Have you streSgt
y to bear il p
ri "Yes, sir, stanton said family, ,throw
r. ing himself down on chair.
., "You know / had two daughters
o ,twins-Hilda, who is in the churohyars
It and my Lille. Two days after Hid
p died Lille lay in a stupor, and / suppos
r. the reaction OF it caused her to haur
r. the graveyard at night. God know
a what will come from this exposure,
r sighing deeply. "She always was yer
delicate, and partly on this account an
i her afiiiction, the neighbors have new,
seen my pretty one. She is deaf an
g. dumb