The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1889-01-09

"Hold on, Mr. Lem; allow me 70 snow
YOU something about that article which has
escaped your observation"
aWhatin. he demanded, savagely, as II he
would have liked To annihilate the editor.
"Don't you see at the bottom Of. the
sketch the words Detroit Fyte Press"
"Yes.n
"Well, this article was clipped from that
paper, and the writer Of II never heard OF
you, and when cut 1t out to use in our pa
per, did not dream that 1t would wound
your feelings"
Mr.. Lem scratched his bald head, and
cursed himself for not having seen 1t be-
fore; finally, after exacting promise from
tho editor to say nothing about 1t, he LETT the
Office. His name remained on tho subscrip-
uon books, and in IA few weeks he became
Aliens stcadfast friend.
That evening Allen again found himself
strolling toward tho great old house on the
hill. Oh, how dear had that spot become to
him. Scarce moment passed that the
sweet vision he had seen on the blum,
bathed in the golden hucs of the setting
sun, was not present in his mind. Like a
guardian angel she seemed lowering over
him, sleeping or waking. Even as he bent
over his desk, annoyed by merchants,
harassed by politicians and perplexed with
poets, she seemed ever near, looking over
his shoulder and smiling that sweet angelic
smile, which he had never seen on any
| other face.
He had made many inquiries about the
mysterious family on the great hill, but his
| interrogatories were met with looks or ex-
clamations Of horror. No one in the village
cared TO discuss the subject. One day the
largo, darli-whlskered man who was repre-
sented us ruling supreme at the stone
house camo through tho village, and Allen
noted the expressions OF terror on the face
Of every ono as the mysterious stranger
passed Had he been pestilence he would
not have been more avoided.
az will OF be in time TO witness the sun
set from tho buff Allen thought, as he
toiled up the hill, "but if / can only get q
glimpse of her shall feel amply repaid for
what / may undergo In climbing this bill" ."
The tardy moon still fingered below the
eastern horizon, as II IL had discovered
pleasant fields and scenery, which it was
10th to leave. The twilight shades were
darker in consequence OF Luna's absence
| than they would be in the middle of the
night. All about the tired editor rose the
| great forest.
Allen vividly recalled his recent journey
up the long disused turnpike, and wondered
If Bertha still wandered the rugged paths
about the spring. His tagging footsteps
were quickened with hopes of renewing the
pleasure he had experienced on his first
visit
"Oh, Bertha, will see you this evening
againl" he involuntarily asked himself Us
no reached the topof the great hill and the
stone house burst into view.
| Vast and somber in the solemn gloom OF
twilight stood that mammoth Pile, towering
up like some grand old castle. Allen, TO
his surprise, found himself seized by some
strange superstitious dread, and his heart
beating wildly. He paused but moment
at the front Of the house, and, as he had
done before, passed around to the rear OF
the building.
Darkness had made wonderful change
| in the stone house. 1t seemed more grim,
terrible and awe-inspiring, and he could
half believe that IL was really haunted.
Was II because there was no room 10 drive
those deceitful shadows awayl Or did the
evil spirits conceal themselves within the
dark walls during the daylight, that they
might revel in the darknessi He reached
the rear wall, and, standing at the gate
gazed through crack, hoping TO see that
beautiful being who had charmed him on O
former occasion.
Suddenly there rose upon the air pierc-
ing shrek, which seemed 10 chill the blood
In his veins. Despite his courage Allen
could not refrain from quaking with q
strange, supernatural dread. Before that
awful shrek had died upon the air, the en-
tire house seemed lit up with blaze. II
seemed as II every window had become a
fountain OF blazing light that illuminated
the woods for vast distance around.
Did he sec forms darting hither and thth-
er with lightning rapidity, or was II only his
imaginationl But those shrieks and that do
moniacal laughter were no myth.
Suddenly n rear door opened, and light
form clad In snowy white came flying down
the garden path. She halted under large
pear tree within few feet OF the gate
where Allen stood. He heard her sobbing
violently Us II some great grief had fallen
upon her heart, and recognized her as his
beautiful acquaintance on tho bluff.
She was in distress, and what signifed
that wall or tho danger that might be with
In TO the infatuated Allonl He scaled II in
a moment, and dropping to the ground at
her side, said:
"What is II, Bertha-what has happenedr'
Bertha, completely overwhelmed with as
tonishment, started back aud gaZed ut him