The Sunday herald and weekly national intelligencer., 1890-08-24

viting; l said half aloud, Don't be a fool" and
closed the door quickly and turned the key.
~, Il put the candle on a table and myself in
nished with chair. table, bed, door, and win
dow. walked to the window and looked through
the the pSnes. Sn The trees, standing in their own
deep snade, were family visible, and the nearer
ones dimly lighted by the flame of my lone can
die. As | glanced upward my light was seen
moved SO as TO intercept the light from S" my can
die, but the upper branches still shone. What
was lJE raised the sash and looked out. There
was window above my head, and coming from
1t could see a faint light. drew in my head to
medTste' @ and distinctly heard the window above
listen; / heard muffled football on the stairs
ana all the stories had heard of walking ghosts
flashed through my mind. Step after step the
sound came nearer. and strained my ears to
catch every noise. Suddenly the loud ringing of
sound of the steps ceased. All was silent for
moment, and began to think was foolish IN
noises cold chill took possession of my frame at
the sound OF voice IN the room, seemingly
With within few feet of me. 1t was a deep, mufied
voice, apd in measured accents 1t said: "Blood
blood! blood!'' admit was unnerved. Myre-
yolver was in my hand, but there was nothing to
heard the steps again. l stopped and looked
through the keyhole. Horrors distinctly saw
an eye looking into mine, and again the bells rang.
started back, and stood in the middle of the
room. There came a loud noise from below.
viii which IN sounded as if heavy bodies were falling,
and the entire house shook. This was followed
by the sound of hurrying feet in the hall outside
ot oiIl1y my door, and again all was quiet. 1 knew 1
didn't believe in ghosts, yet I, wished l was at
home in my own comfortable bed. / concluded
the house would never suit Ella. During the
cover the ghosts, which surely could not do by
locking myself in room; yet had no great de-
snT ao9ut the house Was
mined on bold step. l took up my candle and
boldly opened the door. A gust of wind blew
Blood ~ sounded through the house. iumped
into, INTO my room and closed the door. was in dark
eral minutes were consumed in finding it, While
was groping about the floor, and at the moment
placed my hand on the candle, the blast of a
horn sounded in the room and apparently within
few inches of my head. My hand trembled a
little as as l lighted the candle and looked about
me- There was no apparent cause for the sound
OF the horn: lighted second candle and placed
it on the table.
Again opened the door, and stepped into the
hall, which appeared lighter than l knew my
candle could make it,, 1 looked about, and saw
moving. stood motionless. The light appeared 5
to be coming near the edge of the stairway d.
Ies1Ns reetly oyer oyer where I was Then saw what
looked ike shooting star coming toward me,
vas ike the ordinary candle Whese did it ae; Come @
tating walked to the landing above. Nothing
was to be seen; went to the door of the room
tened. The door opened and stood face to face
witb-Fred Mbo =, Dooittle.
"Fred!"
rs that you ?" we both asked
w hat does this mean ?" inquired
THAT'S what want to know" said Fred.
When told him about coming to the house he
burst out laughing, and said: Its too funny I
was told the house was haunted. Like Won. 7
didn't believe it, so out came to investigate the
And here we have been lodging about. each
taking the other for ghost" l said.
think we we are two rather substantial ghosts
Come" said, 'let us investigate these noises.
IL Ihey are made by spirits of the departed l
Down the stairs we went to the room I had
lett, ana as we entered the cry of Blood"
There" said t Fred, pointing to the mouth of q
speaking-tube in the wall, "is where the sound
came came from; Let us go below and examine the
When we reached the lower hall we plainly
saw the front door close and heard a key turn in
we stepped out and listened. We heard voices
around the corner of the porch, not twenty feet
away, and at once recognized them as belong
ing to the men who talked to me from the win
dow OF the next house. The one who had aimed
the house." N'
- II think not" answered John. "I guess old
Plnkney Will soon sell it to you at your own
IF he DON'T" said the other. "he won't sell it
TO any one. want the land to square out my
raise some more racket and then We'll go to bed"
T., They turned m the corner and ran into our arms.
other firmly by the throat.
Who are you? ?" asked Fred.
up.''
Not until you say who you are and what YOU |
are doing here, said Fred in determined voice |
II live next door" hoarsely replied the half
choked man. My name is Peter Marks"
,N,hI .Mhat are you you doing here ?" asked;
the place." answered John.
We thought the premises were rid of ghosts |
and concluded to let the men go, which they
were very glad to do. The house was not haunt |
ed after that night. bought it, and am writing |
these lines within Its walls, with my little family
about me. Fred bought the Marks property |
next door at a bargain, for the owners were glad |
TO get rid or 1t and leave the neighborhood after
their failure at playing ghost.
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