The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1889-10-19

LOTT.
"Sold itl Wbv shouldn,t I2,, soid NJ.
Cone, who lust then came in ry;tb ,
string of speckled brook front ,sTbe,
offered me a capital price. and I'm NOT .
rich man i'0'
"But to-a cemeteryr
81 don't know n ouieter neigbhor tbo,
a cemetery" said Aldrich.
"And Tin told said Mrs Eesruh,n,
with shudder. "that some i,,+ar,,,,,,t, =,
have already taken placep
81 didn't suppose you'd mind IT, Ami
EffinglIam," said the Young host.
"Mind it! Why, it's semi-barbarou.
proceedingl" cried the lady. "Do we
live in civilized country. or do we notY,
"Map screeched Rudolph Effinpban
the second son, Jerking at the maternal
skirts, "here's a load of lumber at tbe
bars-a real big load. Do you suppose
that's 10 make the coflins ont OFF,
just then Miss Glare stalked. a la Lady
Macbeth, upon the scene.
81 attach no Importance to vulpar
superstition, said she, glaring at Mrs.
bingham, with whom she was no LONGER
on speaking terms. "Of the dead en-.
tertain no fear. But the living are ouite
different thing. And certainly saw
a-man, Cousin Aldrich nrovlino, ohort
these premises last night, with a dark
lantern"
''The ghost!' squeaked Della. az seen
him, tool | did. with these ewes tbe
blissid saints betune me and all harml
OH oh! oh!'
peace, foolish womanr' said Haidee
"This was no shade! 1t was a burly
thief, intent no doubt on mischief !
saw him try to open the back parlor
shutter, and then Neighbor Foxley's
wagon drove by, and he disappeared as
if by magic. And want you to under
stand, Lally," to Mrs. Cone. "that can't
stand the nervous shock of this sort of
thing. My profession requires that
should be surrounded by peaceful calm.
leave here tomorrow
can I'll go wild yez." said Della. 81
can't sleep nights in place where burg.
lars is climbin' up the trellis work. and
poor ghosts come stalkin' around when
the church clock strikes midnight, and
whole wagon load more comm. to-
morry or next day, from the cimetervl
Och, honel the like of it niver was heard
beforew
"Ma, ma! can't we 90, tooY We're
afraid to stay at Blossom Hedge any
longerl" pleaded the little Effinehans.
in chorus.
And so there was a general exodus.
"Aldrich, is this true?" said Mrs. Cone
when the last express load of trunks had
disappeared around the curve of the
road.
"Is what true? You're not afraid of
ghosts, are you, LallyP"
"No; butt
"Don't fret, my dear" said Cone. com.
posedly. "The cemetery has purchased
a lot, but it happens to be Maple Hill.
four miles to the east of us TIM NOT n
bitme. am |, for Erskine Effincham's
blunder?"
But the load of lumber,
"I've sold the place to Doctor Rassett
and he's going to build a penn of a
Queen Anne cottage. can't imagine
any pleasanter neighbors than the Bas.
setts will be; can your"
"Y-yes," said bewildered Lally: "but
the interments that had already taken
place there? You said yourself"-
"My dearest girl. don't YOU remember
that we buried MIME. your net snaniel
under the sweetbrier bush there2 and
the two canaries. last fall?"
'Oh, Aldrich. aren't you ashamed Of
yourselfw
"Who-I? Not in the least.
"But the ghosts. Aldricbp tbe bur.
glars?
"Here comes Andromeda ;, said Mr.
Cone, with a sudden assumntion of
more than judicial gravity. "Come
here. YOU false damseI and own nm al
once what I've already been sbarn
enough to discover for myself.n
"Oh, Cousin Aldricbp stammered
poor Andromeda. blusbino celestial rosv
red. and irving vainlv To hide her face
behind tbe hina rihboned banio in bor
hand w ' '''-J' ~ 'o
ii'tp' ., -
am neither Della ORourke' nor the
Enlngham children, nor yet Haidee
Clare" mercilessly went on Aldrich.
90 And shrewdly suspect that the ghost
was Jack .Tocelyn in a white tennis suit
the green field beneath his
swaathasr+,s % ,.iaJon,. ~ ond d,m tl,n h,,n,.,n hi
~ o'ler Vhail JACK 1oceiyh III oiack'
cllinbing up the trellls after letter, |
which he well knew where to find"
Andromeda blushed redder than ever. |
Now Ill have no more of this" said |
with mock sternness. "Con- |
fess, young woman, at once, that you
and your love affair are at the bottom OF |
all this mystification. Jack Jocelvn has
,,,,,,,l -
"Oh, Aldrichr sobbed Andromeda |
"And will Won too t,,rn AGAINST rnag,, |
"Not a hit of l. - gaid AIdr;nh 60
~" ~ ~, saiu Aiuiioh Nohe'
has inst told mo tlot ba has 10, a,1
aointod =, - - ~ ito9 II' 80 ~
olllVe, " Uto''et''lu y. uoIlar oerVi III tile
general postoihce, and I've written to
pui ihoIuci lhdb lIlDSS are an IlBnl. |