Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1890-01-24

Accounts for WHAT.
1.-THE ghost. mum-all in whitci" ut
tered Della. with chattering teeth. Il
seen Il last night. mum. IA the church
clock struck ~: an seen il the night be-
fore. An / don't wonder. ma'am the
poor. dead bodies bein dug up and scat.
tered a%roundthis way. Andif YOU phase.
mn'am. You'll suit yourself ut once. FOR
not another week will Deliu ORourke
live next door To a church yard"
MA. ma. whispered Florence Ening-
ham-wiiu had eagerly derourci every
word Of the discussion-'Im afraid VI
ghosts. Della says ghosts rome after
little girla IL they DON'T
"will You hushy' said Mrs. EHinglmm.
clnsping her hands in despair. "Aldrich.
what Is thtsy Have you Holi the Maple
loty
"Sold i'll Why shouldn't II said Mr..
Cone. who just then came IN with .
strins Of sw4kiul 1r,os treat. They
offered mr "a cnpital prios. anJ I'm not .
rich man.
"But to-a ccmctcryf
Il don't know o quietcr ncigthsor than
a cemetery said Aldrich.
And I'm told. said Mrs. EHingha,n.
with a shuddcr. that some i%ntermcntt
havc already taken placcg'
II didn't suppose you'd r'ird IL. Aunt
Efingham." said the Young host.
''Mind il. Why. its "A semi-harharous
proceeding. cried the lady. "Do We
live in a civilized country. or do weBotY
MAJ" screcchcd Rudolph Ehlngham.
1 H.. .,..,l ..r. a.rltt,rr .e ef. ..ae.-..w1
skirts. there's u lUld of lumber az the
bars-a real big load. ~ you surpos,
that's to make the cotiins nut Off
just then Miss Glare stalked. u Ia Lady
Macbeth. upon the Gene.
Il attach no importance to vulgar
superstitiun. said she. glaring NJ Mrs
Efingllam. with whom she was nolOngU
on speaking terms. "Of the dead I on
terrain no fear. hut the living are quit,
"a different thing. And | certainly slw
a-man. Cousin Aldricl, providing about
these premises last night. With u dark
lantern"
The ghost!' squcaked Dcli;. II seer
him. too! ! did. with these eyes. III,
blissid saints betunv me and all harm
Oh! oh! OH
Peace. foolish woman.r said Iiaidre
This was no shade! Il was a burl,
thief, intent no doubt on mischief. !
saw him try to open the pack parloi
shutter, and then NcighDor Foxley'f
wagon drove 10y. and he disappeare, a.
II by magic. And ! n you to under
stand. Lally." to Mrs. Cone. that | cant
stand the nervous shock Of this sort Oi
thing. My profession requires that
should be surrounded by peaceful calm
leave here Tomorrow.
AN I'll go wild yez." said Della. 81
can't sleep nights in Il place where burg
lars is climbin' up the trellis work. an,
y poor ghosts come slalkin around wheI
the church clock STRIKES midnight, an,
4 Il whole wagon load more comm. To
4 morry or mex day, from the cimetery
Och, hone! the like Of it niver was hear,
~beforei"
MA, ma! can't we go. too? We'r
afraid to stay mt Blossom Hedge an.
longerr' pleaded the little EfIinghams
y in chorus
And So there was - general exodus.
"Aldrich. is this trucy" said Mrs. Cone
when the last express load of trunks ha'
I disappeared around the curve Of til,
$ road
is what rue You're not Afraid o
ghosts. are you. Lailyy"
mo; but
Don't fret. my dear" said Cone. com
y .posedly The cemetery has purchase,
a lot. but il happens to be Maple Hill
four miles To the east of Hs. I'm not {
blame. am |. for Erakine Eilingham'
hlundery
But the load Of lumber
~ We sold the place to Doctor Bassett
4, and he's going to build a gem of
Queen Anne cottage. | can't imaSin
= any pleasanter n~eiShbors than the Ba'
le sets will be; can your"
ie Yves" said bewildered Lally; ''bu
so the interments that had already take
er place therer You said yourself
"Ny dearest girl. don't you remenIbC
IN that we buried Mimic. your pet spanie
le under the sweetbr;er bush there. an
the two canaries. last fally"
re "Oh. Aldrish. aren't you ashamed {
or yourselfr'
"Who-E Not in The least
"But the ghosts, Aldrieh? the bu
glarsg
IS Here com,es ~Andromeda," said NJ
y Cone, with a sudden assumption
nnsre than judicial gravity. Con
te here, you false dainscl, and ownup
once what I've already been sinai
enough to discover for myself"
nd 'Oh. Cousin Aldrichl" stammers
rs. poor A%ndromedu. bluShing celestial ro.
IN rcd. and trying vainly 10 hide her 70,
10 behind the blue rihboned banjo ia d,
nd hand.
er b Il am Neither Della Ollourke. nor Il
E~fingham children. nor yet IiaidI
nd Clare mercilessly went on Aldrhs
And shrewdly suspect that the ghe
was Jack JOcelyn in = white tennis sui
haunting The grsn field beneath Il
r. s~weetheart's winduws, and the burgli
no other than Jack Jocelyn in hlae
rs climbing up the trellis after a Ielte
he which lac well knew where TO find.
be Andromeda bluslied redder than eve
Nov I'll have no more IT this, sa
iis Aldrich. with mock sternnAss. GO
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