Telegram-herald., 1890-08-08


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ousig Bat ezat say. aoss of th-sn
a. zoss ear ~ serFies -r0zE4 AerS h-s :
moral 6rs@& ef iFy Loozs.
TIE stable boY. bsl4ht lltts sellow.
Hh0n M Clare h41 srSaght vita hes
froas shs eity, @as s1s Gext pessen -
whon tas ~bits laGy aFpezrsd Re,
10. left az oleo. siTa0at eFea S2lslnx
Tor ths L4laaee u sagss Gas him
What shsll as2" sd Ara Glaze,
pfseoEsly
'~Ihsrs's Fera Manor, ua'sn. seross
TIE river. = lsx' suggested May
Moore, Nth her fz4s1 eyelAshss east
coEn Its very lice modern house.
Gaa'az1, snt-"
'-IEs ost u shs question. said Ma
Clare, zen tirely oas % the question.
TIE rent Of Fern Manor "a twice what
ws pay here
Bat ons can have peace and quiet
ness there. said May obseq uioasly.
~And IL have is tsre, said Mrs Clare,
resSlutely. -'or III know the reason
why IN be conquered by no ssnssiess
phan,ons. nor yet by the silly stories
Of val gar gossips.'
just As you please, ma'am," said
Mary, little erisply; and she went
back % the kitchen 70 see that the bis
cults did not brown too much.
The sighs closed n Wild and windy,
with sweeps 0f rain rattling against
the easements and the trees groaning
IA the blast Nrs- Clar. sat up late,
reading and writiag 20 her husband,
and tho clock struck twelve before she
rose % 90 70 her own room.
A violent draught OF wind blew out
Der light IS she entered the hall. and,
IN the sickly CLEAN Of the hanging
lantern above she saw white, spectral
figure az the end Of the ssge-some-
thing which seemed 20 wave its arms
and retreat slowly as she advanced.
For a second her blood seemed 20
stand still In her veins; her head swan.
Her first impulse was to iy in terror and
cry ont for help; her second 10 make a
brave stand
Springing forward. she clutched 81
the white shadow. Once. twice 10 evaded
her, but the third time she succeeded in
grasping it tightly-sonething OF flesh
and blood like herself Tearing the
white. floating drapery away, she re-
vealed the shrinking figure and con-
characterization face ot-Mary Moore.
so. said she, coolly, ''gou were the
ghost after ALI had begun TO sus
pect IL before this. Now. tell me how
long this has been going on, or | viii
have you locked up IN States prison
FOR tho rest OF your lifeI"
And thus exhorte1. Mary Moore made
g full confession OF her peccadillos.
IL transpired that old Mrs. Hodges.
whose maid she was for ten years, had
partly promised Ivy Lodge-or the use
OF il, rather-to hor, when sho should
be married to Isaac Smiley. the young
ship-carpent ter, and she had anticipated
tho letting Of lodgings; perhaps, even,
a house full OF summer boaricrs 10 exc
out their livelihood. But when tho
r"al estate agent came to look at 10, 40
ared that IL was a great deal too
good 10 be donated after this fashion
And no persuaded Mrs Hodges to have
it repaired and painted and let. ready
furnished, for her own personal benefit
OF course. this was cruel disappoint-
ment TO Mary loore and her faintheart-
ed swain. the carpenter.
''She has played me false, after all
these years" said Mary TO herself, when
her mistress was safe among the Florida
orange-groves, 'and I'll make it my
business 20 see that she never makes a
cent Of profit out OF all her fine now ar
rangements. She shall be glad to let
me have IL yet"
So, upon ono preteIt and another, she
had contrived 70 attach herself to the
household Of every tenant Of Ivy Lodge,
and, one by one, had succeeded in
frightoning them away, until Mrs.
Clare's spirit and presence Of mind had
so unexpectedly conquered her treach-
erous plans
Mary Moore left Middle Marshes
quietly. and at once. And tho ghost Of
~ Lodge never appeared again--Amy
>andolph, in y. Y. Ledger.