Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-10-19

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 It ,ous standing outside the ,oindo,c.
 "So," he said, with an angry glance q have found you at last" | made no reply. What was there to says
 II have found you at last, have I2 Now have you, what shall do with you?'
 could only look hopelessly He pushed one arm outside the cerements which covered it-a long, lean arm, marked with a tattoo representing ship in full sail, surmounted l by skull and cross bones. He shook his fist excitedly ill my face. I noticed that the air was not stirred by his movements. It was odd, too. that l recovered my courage the moment he began to threaten. His gestures became more threatening He repeated twenty times running the question with which he first accosted me: "Now l | have found you what shall do with youa" | It seemed, indeed, as if he could say noth- ing more.
 'Comc,' I cried at last, ''this is fooling. What do you mean by coming to my house like q burglar and carrying on like mad man? Leave off asking what you will do l with me. If you are ghost out of his senses, say so; if not, vary the no1otony by saying something else Can't you swear, man: Can't you relieve nature in the usual manner?n
 He groaned and wrung his hands. II can't" he said. "It isn't allowed. wish I could What shall I do with you? What shall do with youg' "You have asked me that hundred times already. Bah! you are a ghost Ghosts can do nothing. used to believe that they did not exist Now see that they do. But look here"
 I took the poker from the fireplace and passed it through him. Then cut him down like guardslnan at Waterloo. Then sliced him in two like a soldier at an assault at arms. At each pass of the weapon he ducked, recoiled and cried aloud. ''See, you cannot resist. do what like with you. What can you do in returnGn
 He raised his hand and struck at my face It was as if cold wind blew upon my cheek.
 'Is that all?" asked Do that as often as you like"
 "You are not afraid of met" he asked, as if such thing as a man daring to stand up to a ghost was unheard of. "You are posi- lively not afraid of me?" "1 certainly am not"
 'He is not afraid of me! Man! I am come from the churchyard. See my grave clothes, 1 am one from the tombs." l could not repress shudder.~ The old shiver came across me. He saw it at once, and sprang at my throat. To my surprise, what was before as breath of cold air be- came tangible. 1 felt his cold grasp with his long, bony fingers at my throat His face, close to mine, was filled with an eager longing for revenge; his lurid eyes glared in mine; his teeth glinmered in the twilight. It was but for a moment that 1 was afraid Then l rallied my courage, sprang upright, and looked my spectral enemy in the face. As l looked the tangibility of his fingers weakened, tho tightness of his grasp relaxed, and his look changed from one of triumph to that of bafficd rage. Then he fell back sul- lenly, and threw himself into my easy chair, glaring round the room.
 II never allow any one but myself" said, 'to occupy that chair. It is minc Please take another"
 Ho changed chairs immediately.
 "Will this do?'
 It was one next to mine. I begged him to take one on the other side of the fireplace, which he did at once. Then I sat down and surveyed the situation.
 was alone, save an old woman, my tenn porary factotum, in the kitchen. The peo- pie in the houses round were now all away for their holidays. I had ghost, presuma- ply lunat1c of a dangerous kind, under my roof It was impossible to get rid of him, unless he chose to go. You cannot push, kick, or throw ghost out of window or door; you cannot lock him in one room while you go to sleep in another; you cannot shut yourself up in your bedroom and defy him; above all, you never know what tricks he may be at. Thinking of these things, I be- came conscious of another access of terror slighter this time. My guest, however, per- ceived it, and in a twinkling was on me again, with his skeleton fingers round my throat. I shook him off; that is, l regained my pres ence of mind and he covered back to his seat, where he sat, his head on his arm, and his long white clothes clinging to his limbs, a sight never to be forgotten
 "Pray tell me what it meanssn said
 'It means that if you were afraid of me I would throttle you like dog. It means that l am sitting here waiting for the moment when you will realize who and what I am: the injuries you have done ue, the wicked ness of your life, the loneliness of your posi- tion, and your presence with another world. Hal hal l see it comingl Your nerves wont stand me another quarter of an hour, and | then shall seize you by the windpipe, and squeeze, squeeze, squeeSs the life blood out of | youl"
 You forget" replied, s'one thing. fl find my nerves giving way-which is not at all ikely-1 shall get quietly up and go into town. It is only half an hour by train. They | don't admit ghosts into clubs.n He made no reply to this. Presently he | went on again:
 "You will have to go to bed soon. You cannot sit up all night" "How long can you stay here3" "As long as I please Hol ho! ho! can be with you, now have found you, morning, | noon and night. When you are quietly in | your bed, shall be sitting by the bedside, | waiting for monent's weakness. When you are at your office in the city, shall be at