The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1891-07-11

nue and move into new fiat building
on West Monroe street. His family
consists of his wife and three children.
His wifes sister an unmarried lady,
also resides with them.
''It was the last place in the world" !"
said Mr.. Hartwell, in conversation with
che writer, "where one would expect
90 encounter spooks or ghosts In the
first place the building was brand
new, and according to tradition no re-
spectacle spooll ever attaches himself
10 a place that has not a record of
ut least twenty years behind it. We
had the middle fiat. Both under us and
above us the apartments were occu-
pied by respectable people.
1.-The only possible fault to be found
was that overhead young gentleman
habitually played the Boulanger
March at all hours, sometimes fav into
the night. He appeared to be pleased
with the tune and he was what is
known in the musical world as key
thumper. Otherwise all our neigh bors
were entirely unobjectionable.
1.-The very first day we moved in,
however, the fun-if you like to call it
that. though it wasn't-began.
Trouble commenced in the dining
room at nine o'clock that evening. 1t
was very late, owing to moving. before
,wc sat down to supper. l had been
hauling around furniture and putting
down carpets all day long and was as
hungry as n hawk; so were we all. We
had not yet completed arrangements
with the gas company and the room was
rbut iimly lighted by one lamp. The
whole place had chilly uncomfortable
air about it. l was Just about to help
the children when from the wall, ap-
parently just over my head, there is
sued forth the most horrible, uncanny
sound which ever assailed mortal ears
1t was like the wall of some lost spirit.
rising higher and higher, until from a
degree of ear-spitting intensity it died
away to an unearthly whisper.
- What on earth's that?' exclaimed
my wife. as her knife and fork fell rat
tling on her plate from her nerveless
fingers. Little Edie broke out howl
5ng, and Jack jumped up as if struck
by lightning and rushed into dark
closet The Internal noise even woke
the baby in the cradle who howled dis
maily. My wife's sister turned pale as
y sheet.
Il must confess | was somewhat rat
tied myself. However, with good
deal of coaxing and pooh-poohing.
got them all back to the table. and we
finished the meal. l can't say we en-.
jorcd it. We We're not again dis.
turbed that night, and by the morning
the 'spooll noise as we dubbed it, had
become rather the subject of jest than
otherwise.
II was kept late down town that
evening. On my return to the fat
found Mrs. Hartwell crying and the
children terror-striclen. They haC
had supper at six, and at that meal hac
6een again disturbed by the ghostly
sounds. Little Edie had been so badly
frighted that she had been nearly
thrown into commissions. My wife
rhrew her arms around my neck anc
5obbed bitterly.
- ;Oh. John. for goodness sake take
INC out of this horrible place
Pooh, pooh, my dear said, trying
to soothc her, Look at the cost an,
txouble of moving. Besides, I've tallel
the fat for year -
Again that unearthly sound issue,
fysbn the dining-room. | was prett,
v1aaH frightened myself this time, bu
Eay rage as looked upon the shrinking