Semi-weekly interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1881-1905, 1889-10-11
1T ye phase, ma'am." said Della, the
nurse that accounts for II.


"The ghost. nium--all in whittier ut
tered Della with ohattcriug teeth IL
seen il lasi night. mum. as the church
clock struck IL: an ! seen Il the night be-
fore An ! don't wonder. ma'am-the
poor, dead bodies bein dug up and scat
tered around this way. And IL YOU phase,
ma'anl. you'll suit yourself NJ once. Tor
not another week will Della ORourke
live next door TO n church yard!
MIA. ma whispered Florence Eiiing-
ham---whu had eagerly devunred every
word of the diScussiun--"I ~ afraid OF
ghosts. Della says ghosts come after
little girls If they don't
will you hu~h:' said Mrs EHingham.
clasping her hands IN despair "Aldrich.
what is this Have you sold the Maple
lot;'
sold It! Why shouldn't T. said Mr..
Cone. who Just then came ia with
string of spccklod brook trout They
offered me a capital price. and I'm not a
rich man.
But to--a cemetery
Il don't know quicter ncighbor than
cemetery" said Aldrich.
AUh III i'ils Nfii WIS ibahkiAhis
with shuddcr. that some nterments
have already taken place"
IL didn't suppose you'd mind it, Aun,
Eilingham." said the young host.
"Mnd il, Why, it's a snmi-barbarous
proceeding" cried the lady. DO we
live In civilized country or do we mott
MA" scrceched Rudolph Enlngham.
the second son. jerking ut the maternal
skirts. here's load Of lumber at the
bars-a real big load. Do you suppose
that's to make the collins cut or
Just then Miss Clare st I'D. Ia Lady
Macbcth. upon the scene.
II attach no Importance To vulgar
sur sstition." said she. glaring at Mrs.
Eiiinghnu. with whom she was no longer
on speaking terms "Of the dead en-.
terrain no fear but the living are quite
a different thing. And certainly saw
a-man. Cousin Aldrich. prowling about
these premises las, night with dark
lantern"
The ghost squcaked Delta Il seen
him. too! did. with these eyes, the
blissid saints betune the and all harm!
OH OIL OH
Peace. foolish woman said Haidee.
This was no shadel IL was burly
thief. intent no doubt on mischief.
saw him try To open the hack parlor
shutter. and then Neighbor Foxlcy's
wagon drove by. aud he disappeared ~
IL hy magic And want YOU to under
stand, Ially." To Mrs. Cone. that can't
stand the nervous shock Of this sort OF
A.. 4
should be- surrounded by peaceful calm.
! leave here tomorrow.
An III 80 wild yer said Della. Il
can't ,irr - nights in "A place where burg
lars u climbin up the trcllis 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 cimcteryl
Och. hpnc' the like 81 it uiver was heard
before
MA. ma, can't we go. tuoy We're
afraid to stay AT blossom Hedge any
longer!" pleaded the little Eninghams.
in chorus
And ~ there was n general exodus
"Aldrich. is this trucy" said Mrs Cone.
when the lat express load of trunks had
disappeared around the curve Of the
road
lis what true. You're not afraid Of
ghosts. are vuu lAliyy
mo. bul"---
Don't frr;. uv dear" said Cone. com
poscdly. tn. cemetery has purchased
a lot, but II happens To be- Maple Hill.
four miles 10 the east 81 us I'm not 20
blame, am for Erskine Eninghams
blundcr?
But Tho load of lumber"
I've sold the place To Doctor Bassett.
and he's rpus o. build a gem Of a
Queen Anne cottage cant imagine
any pieasautcr urIShbors than the Bis-
sets will be-. can YOU
Yves said hrwillcrcd Lally; but
the intcrmrut- Wat had already taken
place their. Iun said yourself ---
My dearest giri. don't you remember
that We hun.i miJic. your pet spaniel,
under the swcvtbrlcT bush thercy and
the tive cunaries. last fally"
"Oh Aldriah. aren't you ashamed OF
YOURSELF
"Who-H Not IN the least"
But the ghost, Aldrich? the bur
glars
Here comes Andromeda." said Mr..
Cone. with "A sudden assumption Of
more than judicial gravity Come
here. YOU false dnm~rl, and own up at
once what I've already been sharp
enough Ia discover Tor myself"
oh Cousin Aldrich!" stammered
poor Andromeda, bIushing celestial rosy
red. and trying vainly to hide her face
behind the blue ribboned banjo in her
hand
n am neither Della O'Rourke. nor the
Eiiingham children, nor yet Haidee
Glare" mercilessly went on Aldrich.
and ! shrewdly suspect that the ghost
was Jack Jocelyn in a white tennis suit
haunting the green field beneath his
swcetheart's windows, and the burglar
no other than Jack Jocelyn in black,
climbing up the trrilis after a letter.
which ne well knew where 10 find
hnlrnwcda blushed redder than ever.