Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-03-29

young wife when he saw the fires of jeai-
ousy and hate that burned in the eyes Of
his MASTER but he dared not warn her To
his wife Brewer did not betray his knowl-
edge of the presence in the house Of
stranger. When they met there was no
sign Of the shadow that had come between
them
Brewer brought with him from England
many presents fot his wife, and some more
furniture for the big stone house. Among
the latter articles was a strange looking,
old fashioned bedstead, in which he seemed
much interested, and insisted on unpack-
ing it himself 1t had been the property Of
one Of his Norman ancestors, he said. The
headboard was am immense affair made Of
oak, and was covered over with carvings
of ancient and odd designs. At the points
against which the pillows Of the bed
should rest had been carved the heads of
two hideous looking dragons with open
mouths and eyes Of blood red beads.
81 am afraid Of them, take it awayI'
cried the young wife when she saw the
carved dragon heads on the headboard OF
her bed
81 brought it over for YOU" said her
/ husband, while a strange, cruel looking
/ smile played about his thin lips But we
can set it up in the little square room in
the west wing of the house, if you are
afraid Of it"
Mrs Brewer started at the mention oil
the little square room. Her husband no
ticed it, and again that strange smile came |
to his lips
''You can see that the servants put it |
there" he said, and then his wife looked
relieved
"She is hiding him in that room" Thur
ston heard the master say to himself as he
turned away
The day after the bed was put in the
room one of the slaves went there for some
purpose. She had scarcely crossed the
threshold when, with q scream of terror
that aroused the household, she turned
and fed.
Thurston and his master reached the
a.. room at the same time, but before they
, could enter Mrs. Brewer, with white face
and a look of terror in her eyes ran by
them They followed ciO7e behind her and,
lying full length on the old Norman bed,
they found the handsome young stranger
dead.
q MY brother Oh, my brother, speak to
, mel" cried Mrs. Brewer, as she threw her
{ self on the bed and placed her arms about
t the neck of the dead man.
ID
r passed over the face Of her husband, but
g only Thurston noticed it.
Startling disclosures followed close on
v the heels of one another that day. The
$ dead man had been murdered. small
$ sharp pointed dagger had been plunged
S into the top of his head and had entered
q the brain, causing instant death. The
l. man was Mrs. Brewers brother, who had
l. been compelled to leave England because
e he was accused Of a grave crime, OF whicl
Il he was innocent, but owing TO the death o.
e a witness he could not clearly establish hi'
Ie innocence.
n Who committed the MURDER There thu
1t mystery began in earnest The officers o
1t the law came, but found no clew, not ever
Of the dagger.
" Two days afterthe funeral Of her hrothe
Mrs Brewer went TO the room where h
1t had been killed and threw herself down Of
in the bed, weeping bitterly. A few hour
s. later servant found her there dead, wit
.y the tears scarcely dry on her checks an
rs the same mysterious dagger wound IN Tn
s. top of her head.
When the husband came and looked a
r. the face Of his murdered wife, ThurstoI
h who was watching, saw him tremble an
Mt turn pale, while a look of horror came int
nd his eyes. The old servant said nothing
a but from that moment he believed III
Ilt master held the key to the mystery.
es Again the officers of the law were batiie'
e and when a week later old Martin Brew,
a was found living dead on the Norman be
of his ancestors, with the same stranG
re wound in the head, they declared thu
ed human hands had not welded the instr
an ment of death.
cb Then the big stone house was close
,as Relatives of Brewer came from England
ce take possession of the property, but WHIT
nv the ghost of the old man and his pref
wife appeared they went away and l
-ed turned no more.
for Such was the story Of the tragedy of &
his haunted house.
"What became Of the old Norman bed
it'll asked Of Donald Thurston when | h
,ed read the story to the end.
on ct is rotting there with the old houi
red unless the ghosts have carried it away"
,ed "Then am going to have a look at it,
md answered.
ere The old man finally agreed to go wi
for me and help me find the room that "
Wit called the chamber Of death. We fOu
nts it after a short search through the cru
ely bling ruins, and there was the bed il
fair state Of preservation because it b
,pg been sheltered The dragon heads W.
MD still intact, aud hideous looking thin
mo they were ! inspected closely, and loo
the ing into Jhe open NOUN ga" 9oiiie'iii
So that resembled the point Of dagger
tho Bring an AK, and think we will cl'
,,a,, up this mystery" I said to Thurston, a
Ia he brought it without a word.
tbe A few blows on the rotting wood and
lien mystery Of the haunted house was
vealed In tine mouths Of the Woo
TO-. dragons, carved on the headboard Of
- bed. were concealed two long slender d
~ gers They were attached to a spring u
ss was arranged so that the weight Of !
- son lying down on the bed would thrus
- dagger into his brain
IL In his mad jealousy old Martin Bre'
r-'lt had planned strange instrument Of dea
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