Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1892-08-23
THE YELLED GHOST.

ILL ILiiAilD N'iApfgas
In the fall Of last year l received a
telegram from the wife OF my friend,
Henry Todd. requesting my immediate
presence at his house, which was in the
country. know my friend to be some
what whimsical, and ut first imagined
that some fresh freak was imminent.
On my arrival ut tho beautiful little |
village Of c. was greeted by Henry |
and his wife with tho most cheerful |
cordially.
When Mrs. Todd had gone. Henry |
said In q solemn whisper, which filled
me with conjecture;
81 have something TO say TO you when |
get an opportunity; and as II concerns
Mary, we must not speak OF II before
anybody Here she isl Tom. this IL
my sisterl Mary, this is my dearest and
oldest friend, Thomas Winslow. Es.
quire"
could sec that Henry was very fond
Of his beautiful sister; but this would
have Interested mo less perhaps through
out the evening had l not detected In
his manner n aolicitude respecting her
for which II was impossible to perceive
u cause.
Mrs. Todd made no attempt TO help
mo ont Of my bewilderment, but with
infinite tact supported conversation on
fifty topics. without once touching upon
the telegram.
At last tho ladies' retired. Henry
seated himself opposite me, and leaning
forward, just as far as tho feat was safe,
said very solemnly;
"'rom, Two had communication from
my motheri have seen her too"
lila mother had been dead for twenty
years.
well, Henry" said l In careless
have you goti"
"I'll show you," and he arose and
handed mo document, saying. 81 rs-
ceived that from her own hand"
A Wild wind shall blow,
And the beautiful snow
Shall cover my Mary and mo
And happy wen sleep
Far down In the deep,
Ny pinlcss sweet Mary and the.
II was with a kind Of awe that read
these lines.
As he took tho paper from me mere
ly said:
"Tcll me the whole affair. l suppose
you take that communication, as you
call 1t, to refer TO your sister,
~ do" he said emphatically. "but I'll
tell You what happened.
at has been my custom to sit lato in
this room II tho nights were fine. The
moon shone right In on me one night
lately--thc third, | think. after Mary's
arrival-aud could SEQ myself reflected
In the glass Of that chalk drawing hung
above you there. That drawing Is u
portrait of my mother.
cit was after midnight. Suddenly !
found myself regarding my own reaec-
ton, when behind my chair-in the
glass-I saw something shape itself.
did not stir, but looked and distinctly
saw q figure draped In white leaning
over me. and the face was tho faco OF
my motherl l saw the figure pass by
that door from this room.
son the third night afterward haC
gone TO bed, but could not sleep.
dressed and came down here TO select /,
book. carried n taper.
"When l entered, standing within
those curtains, close to the window anC
fronting me, was the form had seer
before, draped from head to foot IL
white, tho face visible my mother
face--and extending toward mo n shec
Of paper which was unfolded. took 1
from her hand, as she approached AM
passed me, leaving the room. / IN
down and read tho verses which seen
to have impressed even yourself Nov
what do YOU think OF it allY'
sis your sister informedg' asked
evading a direct reply.
"By no means"
"That'g right
The night waa wearing ON. lint n wa
beautiful without. and | pronosed
stroll. The ladies Ind retired so tina
we were free. Not n soul I'm tbe hons
was astir. and ont wa went Suddenl
turninu toward INV moody friend. Ingni
rushed into the subject reckless of nm
feeling of bia own