The Delaware ledger. (Newark, Del.) 1879-19??, 1888-09-29

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changed the location of the station
l remember Mrs. Morris showing il
to me once"
ooh oh ! " shrieked Barbara,
81 couldn't 60 there ! The hagman
was killed ON the track. There's G.
g-ghost there !"
Would you rather stay here and
be drenched through with rain ~
severely demanded Mary.
Cor struck with lightning ?" ad-
ded Dorcas.
And the upshot of it was that the
three fugatives took refuge in a mis-
erable old shanty close alongside of
the railroad track, where weeds
were growing up through the cracks
of the floor, and a plentiful portion
of rain came pattering through the
leaks in the roof, while the old stone
chimney, all settling to one side,
looked as if no stroke of lightning
could harm it very much.
"But it's some shelter" said Mary
cheerfully. "We'll stay here until
the shower is over, and then make
the best of our way home"
The shower, however, showed nc
indication of abating in its vigor.
The rain still poured down in sheets
the thunder still beloved through
the rocky gorges where the little
cabin had been built the lightning
still lit up everything with sudden
spurts of blue flame, like pantom-
ime effects.
"Oh, dear oh, dear ~ said Bar.
bara, wringing her hands it's must
be midnight r.
at can't be 9 o'clock yet" said
Mary,
And I'm 80 hungry Oh, how
wish / hadn't eat the last of those
sandwiches Oh, oh ! what is that
fluttered Barbara.
An unusually vivid electrical flash
had revealed something white and
spectral at the window. All three
girls jumped at once.
"The ghost | " shrieked Barbara
stopping her ears and shutting her
eyes as tight as was practicable.
"a stray white cow" suggested
Mary.
"a young man in a flannel tennis
suit" said Dorcas, the closest OBJ
sesver of all.
Don't let him come in, said Bar
bara. "We shall be robbed and
murdered !"
"Not while we are three to one, y
said composed Dorcas.
And at the same moment voice
sounded hurridly at the door
"Please may l come in ? l know
it seems intrusion, but it's raining a
deluge and Pm wet through"
"Come in by all MEANS" said
Mary.
And the ghost entered, dripping
like a fountain.
"All in the dark ?" said he, crop
ping his way.
"There are no gas jets here" said
Dorcas ironically.
"But we might have little blaze
ofsticks," hazarded the new arrival,
shaking himself like u NewEound-
land dog. 81 saw by that last glare
of lightning that there was heap in
the corner, and I've got my match
box in tact"
"Oh, that would be splendid cried
Dorcas, who was wet and shivering.
"And I've got some fish on Il
string outside and we could have
some SUPPER" suggested the ghost,
cheerfully.
"I'm 5000 hungry p walled Bar
bara.
The stranger was evidently used
to mountain camping. He had a
fire kindled in no time, and the fish
cleaned by the aid of his pocket
knife and washed in one of the pools
outside, were presently boiling over
the Goals, emitting a most savory
smell.
"You must be Il good genius !"
cried Mary.
"I'm only Il tramp" said the
ghost. land I'm ever so much oblig-
ed to you young ladies for letting
me in"
I'VE couldn't have kept you out if
we had tried" said Dorcas, frankly.
"You don't think | would thrust
myself in here against your wishes Z?
Even tramp wouldn't do that"
said the young man.
The sticks had blazed cheerfully
up the ghost economical them to
keep the flames alive as long as pos
sible. He told thrilling tales of his
experience in these woods he made
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