Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-09-03
'Ok thirty miles at least" answer


"Never seen it, hev youf"
mo, but Uncle Selden has described
il TO me many a time. A big, gray
stone house, with odd ~battlements,
and grounds terraced down TO the
lake"
Its got a queer name, hasn't III"
"Oh, yesl but that don't signify"
eagerly cried Harriet. Originally,
you see, it was 'Griswold Grange
Uncle Selden's grandmother was a
Griswold-and when the old place be-
came deserted and fell TO ruins, the
neighbors called il Grisly Grange,
just for a joke. But it's a very big
house. and | dare say we car accom-
modate twenty or thirty summer
boarders. I've ordered a car load Of
furniture sent as far as Hoodville, and
there the stage will meet il; and
plenty OF canned provisions and gro
c%eries: and the lake is full of black
bass and pickerel, and the forest Of
game"
Where's the folks comm from2'
queried Joanna.
1--we left my name and address at
the Boarders' Exchange" said Harry,
exultantly, land the gentleman in
charge there-a very nice man with a
white cravat and blue spectacles-de-
clared that the very name of the Adj
rondacks would insure plenty Of
boarders."
"Humph" snorted Joanna. 1T
seems to me a sort of a crazy scheme
arter ALL"
But, Joanna, il was necessary to
do something" pleaded Harry, pit
eously. ~ couldn't stand by and see
Aunt Tabby and Uncle Selden starve."
"Why didn't they 60 into the bust
ness themselves7"
you don't understand them, Jo-
anna. Uncle Selden has had a college
education, and is writing a very
learned book. And Aunt Tabitha al
ways kept her own maid while the
money lasted. They don't understand
how TO make money; | do. And I'm
very certain they wouldn't have let
me undertake this enterprise had they
known Of it,"
''Humphl" again muttered joanna,
but there was a whole volume OF
meaning in the one word.
She stared at Harry with compass.
sionate eyes.
Poor dear" she muttered, between
her teeth. ''She dunno what a hor-
nets nest she stickin' her head into.
But I'm glad I'm goin' TO sort o pro
tect her. never would hev come il
I'd knowed all the circumstances in
the case; but now I'm here, III DO
game TO the backbonel"
The stage rocked and heaved over
the rough roads, the hinges creaked,
the windows ratified. The driver bawl-
ed in Volapuk to his horses; Joanna
groaned; Harry laughed; and at sun
set they drew up close TO a ruinous
stone wall.
"Here We be-" shouted the driver
"Grisly Grange!"
But there isn't any house here"
said Joanna, staring This way and that.
"Nor any lake" faltered Harriet.
"Wal, its the nearest a boss can gil
to it, said the driver. Go through
them there bars and keep straight
ahead a quarter of a mile, and you'll
come to the house and the lake both.
Git them trunks off, Timl Git up,
Blackey-go long, Dexter"
The sunset had burned itself TO a
dull purple when at last the two wo-
men found themselves in front of an
ancient pile Of stone, whose narrow,
slit like windows reflected the last
faint light Of the dying day.
Below, through dense walls of ever
green, they caught the steely glitter
Of the lake. An owl hooted sorrow.
fully in the wood; a whippourwill
chanted its melancholy lay from a
stone wall near by.
Good land o Goshenl" said Jo-
anna, naturally reverting 70 the
catch words of her youth, there's folks
herei The windows is open and | see
faces at them"
Nonsense, Johanna said Harry,
who was a little behind. How can
you you knowl The house has stood
vacant for a quarter of a century"
WELL" said Joanna, slowly, iii
may be ghosts. | never seen none,
but | don't calculate they're this sort
Of folks. Look for yourself, Harriet
Selden."
Harry gave a little shrek, as she
saw little easements, with muslin dra.
peries i~luttering from them, lights
Hitting to and fro-all the signs of
habitation.
Surely, joanna" she faltered, in
a sort of panic, "we must have made a
mistake. Here's some one coming,
Let us inquire. If you please, ma'am, y
10 a tall. muscular, female who had
Just then come down the path with
long, swinging strides, lis this Grisly
Granger
In a second she felt herself clasped
tightly from behind by some one she
had not seen before.
"Yes, my dear" said the woman,
with "a chuckle, ''thisis Grisly Grange,
and you are Betsy Pierrepont, and I'm
LOUSY Ann. And you've been 6marI
enough TO get out once, but you won1
manage II again.
How dare you touch met" cried
Harry, TO the short, stout woman who
had pinioned her from behind. LET
me alone. | am Miss Selden. Joan.
ma, Joannal where are youi"
But Joanna also was hurried up the
path in the same direction by the tai
female, who had grasped her firmly
by the arm, and whose strength wa,
proof even against the New England
er's efforts at release.
"Lemme goI" screamed Joanna