Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1886-03-06
SILAS M0ODY'S, GHOST.

There amt no excuse Tor us, Dut JUS
this-we were real young an awful mao.
We hadn't been married only ABOUT
year. an Jonas was the greatest hand to
hector you ever see.( That night he lad
teen goin' on about women till couldn1
stand it no longer how scarf they were
o. nothh'; how they'd squeal at mouse
and faint at n pistol and what sight OF
IL was all put on. SO fired up:
Jonas Hangberry," says l, T." a man
can buster and show of he's brave
enough, but when 1t comes !" down-right
still courage, womans nrst every Iiiiic'
IN you know II %
II dontr' says he. "What would you
do If you see a ghost:' says he. :,
walk up to it," says l, land sass it.
Any woman would.
Prove 1t !" says he.
N then, somehow, between us, we got
the idea OF dressin' up of "a broom in my
gray, double shawl, an settin' with II
behind the stone wall jes' by that clump
O. trees as you go into Jacksons woods
| an declared woman would 90 up TO II
to see what twas n b. declared twould
| be man.
Jonas was that excited he run out an
| got the big barn broom nor never locked
the barn door. / got my shawl, an we
| wild young things went down TO the cor,
ner n sot up the image n hid behind
| the trees little piece away. 1t was
| summer time an kinder thundery.
Bimeby / heard a voice.
"Hark, Jonasr says l, there they
come"
"Who be theyp' says he.
Don't know. Walt a minute"
Suddenly heard a high, quavcry
voice.
"Lawky, Petcr-what's that"
ITS Deacon Townsend an his wife y
says Jonas. an we like to aided gigglin'.
"What dye see. Sally?' says he.
"Sunthin' over thar by the wall. Oh,
Petcr!' -,
"Wall, I swan-that's curious!" says
. he.
II dascnt go on" says he, an Jonas
give me nudge.
"oh, yes you do, Sally, he says in q
I-hain't-afraid tone. ""Taint nothinr
Sally; go on, Sally"
Jes' then l crept along an wiggled
the broom.
mo, Sally-why-I declare the crlttcl
moves !"
"Oh. Peter, b'lieve it's sam-u-er'
ghost" she went on.
"Oh, no-no-no! Let's sing sacre'
hymn an it can't touch u.s." an the.
crept along. he a-singln': .
"By cool Saloons sha-dee rill J
Laugh! I calate we did laugh somc
Iretty soon Dearu moro NolCe9, Il!
quite q lot O. young folks come along
Then some one screamed:
"Oh, Tim Smith, look a-here."
avail, that's queer" says he.
- -"Oh, I'm scared to dea.h!" squeale
Nell French. Nell was soft gal; II
bet you anything she fell up against Til
an put her arms round his neck.
"Let go o. mel" says he.
9 "Oh, haint you scartT
"Not much!'
$50 up to it. Tim," says Tom Down:
"Well, l das to, says Tim.
"You dasen'tp' says Tom.
"Go upyourself!" says Tim.
Then the wind blew out o the shay
'rs IN every fool OF them ran off like the
were possessed.
Bout two minutes after that coup
o men come along.
"Huin't that sunthin' odd over there
them trees?" says one.
"I'vc been a-lookin' at that" says
. other.
BEST to go up an see what It's " So
ono.
wall, I cal'ate It's best to leave thu
sort O. things alone" says the 9th
You know old Silas Moody was III
dcred here-a-bouts forty odd years aS
$50 he was. Let's get along"
They went off quick, tell ye. WI
twas awful dark an lonesome the
Somehow 1 couldn't git that horri