The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1889-06-21

Gus ] was becoming Reaching the
top. a long. narrow corridor opened
before me. and a. ] advanced another
door near suddenly closed.
hut on l went pcering into rooms
and halls. quaint closets and cup |
boards. with a firm determination 70 |
do or die. felt my courage rise and |
began TO reason with myself II was
the wind. and tho rats, and bats,
and scratching OF boughs and leaves
against the window-shutters and roof
whence camc tho noise which my
nerves had conjurcd up into whisper
ing voices and footsteps. Unaccus-
toned to the unusual exertion OF rid
ing 50 far and tramping about, ] grew
very weary.
Couchcs stood almost everywhere.
as II the former inmates OF the old
house were only too fond Of leisure and
reclining. With my handkerchief !
brushed the cobwebs and dust from
one that had once been thing OF
beauty. in its rich crimson satin COW
cring and heavy golden cords and
tassels. now SO soilcd and furnished.
Gratefully sank down upon il after
placing shawl over IL, albeit the
green mold and its odor were very
suggestive OF tomb.
Somehow amid all this gloom and
desolation ! grew singularly calm.
when raising my eyes l met two dark,
beautiful. tcar-fIlcd eyes gazing full
into mine from an opening in the floor
overhead.
! / did not start or cry aloud, and as II
impciled by an unseen force, raised
my hand and bcckoned to the form.
II quickly vanished, and soon after
a slight girlish figure. with long light
hair all unbound. with a darkly beau
tiful face and graceful form clad in lus-
tcrlcss black silk. made in the fashion
OF our great grandmothers, stood be-
side me.
| sat up and took the small white
hand she extended towards me into
my own and chafed it, for II felt cold
| Clearing my voice, ! asked: "Wha'
Is il and who are you?'
The slight form OF the girl. for sh'
was scarcely more than that. shivercd
and her dark eyes sought the cornc
OF the gloomy room with furtive ap
, prehcnsion.
II do not fear" said. bravely
..Nothing shall harm YOU" and yet
too. was quaking with a startled
! nervous trcmor sadly akin to fear.
Apparently treasured. she gave
: deep sigh. as though Of relief, an
dropped on her knees at my feet
II mo. now said. mot there; s.
) here BY my side" and moving alon:
+ | made place for her upon the coucl
But she shook her head aud raise
her dark eyes TO mine plcadingly, an
b laid her two little pale hands in m
lap.
4 / took them again, the tiny flute
}. ing things. and held them within n
q own warm clasp.
!. II am 50 glad you have come" 81
d said in sweet, plaintive voice;
e have waited 50 long for one bra
a enough to come here alone that
might tell thcm my story" 81
8 paused. Suddenly she sprang to h
q feet and said in fierce. intense viii
u per:
Q His grave. his grave! Have "
il seen it?"
l. Ills grave? Whose grave, dea
Q Be calm
J, II came to me at once, seeing tn
= creature and hearing her question
. knew only too well that the d
"a honored grave OF Crayle Brau-Wyllc
h in the old, disuscd, dcsolate ccmetc
Is near Weir Heights was the one
;. which she referred. but ! caresse
.. the slight shrinking form and waitc
II "Craylc Brau-Wylleen's." she q
ID swcred me, hoarscly, and then 81
broke into a torrent OF sobs and teal
d Presently she grew calm. II
y, never did itr' she said, firmly.
ct was all a false. bitter lie. He ma
Of me Jealous. ard vowed revenge.
wrote those cruel letters a
Ut sprinklcd the blood Of favor
d. hound (whosc life ! took) about
~ bed and over the floor and do'
in steps" She shricked and groan
III and continued: They thought
~ murdered his young wife; but no. :
no lived to sec him hanged. All
vc vcncc was SWEET She uttered
Is low, blood-curdling laugh that chill
c the marrow in my bones. Rising.
he hastily thrust her from me.
g. Don't, don'tv' she moaned. pi
nd ously. III you only knew what
have suffered. how ! have atoned
Nc Then raising her dark eyes heav'
On ward, Even such as lie forgive
Oh took her 10 my heart again.
nc was not for me TO judge.
n. II could not rest in my grave"
IN went on. her long, light hair fall
il about her beautiful shoulders like
al, tlcccy cloud. her bosom hcaving "
cd emotion. You must clear his ma
"a. from all stain. Crayle Brau-Wyil'
be was a. guiltloss as you Of any cril
II was my hot-hcaded. jealous matt
,co Tint aid Il nll.''