Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1892-12-08

Ghostly Vision That Materialized Into
Beautiful Substance-An Incident
That Startled a Household Out
OF Slumber.
Three o'clock in the morning is an
uncanny hour the world over except al
police headqu arters or in the Office of
morning newspaper, and it was in this
latter place, at the hour named, that
four or five reporters, having sent in
all their copy and listened to the fore
man swear for fifteen minutes because
he had two columns of space and ten
columns of matter that "must go in,"
sat with their feet on the tables and
their chairbacks knocking the plaster
ing off, talking over the subject which
is just as new to-day as it was when
Adam doffed.his beaver and said: Glow
dy' do?' to Eve. Every fellow in the
crowd was a bachelor, and each one
was informing the other in all serious
ness that he should marry.
what for?' inquired Claude Brown
of Frank Jones.
because, replied Frank, ''it's the
only proper way to live"
"a nice husband reporter would
Make" said Claude in rebuttal, "com-
ing in at three o'clock a. m. and leav-
ing ZONE as soon as he got his twelve
o'clock breakfast"
'1'nt his wife would always know
whese he was, and if she didn't, she'd
knot wherever he was he was after an
item and had to be back at the Office
on tin,e,'' remarked Charlie Smith.
''We.l," put in Claude, IF you think
it's such n great snap why don't you
get married?'
Cant" said Charlie, very positively
why not?'
to buy a whole steamboat when he
hasn't money enough to buy splinter
off a stage plank? How's man to buy
a house and lot when he can't buy
shovel full Of dirt? How's man"
''That's it, interrupted Claude;
shows a man to do anything if he
doesn't do it? What's the matter with
marrying rich girl?'
Where's the grip" queried Charlie.
'tPlenty of them. Girls with money
always need disbursing agent and
they will trust husband when they
won't trust an elder in the church. Be-
sides, what's the good of her money if
a girl has her heart set on husband
aid can't get him?"
Smith argued awhile against matri-
mony and at half-past three started for
home. He was thinking the CONVERSE
ton over, and as he trudged along it
occurred to him that a bachelor was not
only knot on log, but he was very
lonesome knot.
His way led him through the aristo-
cratic portion of the city, and as he
passed fine house his reverie was dis
turbed by the peculiar click of turn
Ing lock and the matrimonial line Of
thought was all knocked awry by the
reportorial instinct, and he saw, in
stead of blushing, blooming Mrs.
Smith, burglar cracking million
aires dining-room and making off with
his silver. He thought of the beautiful
scoop he was going to have on the other
fellows and, slipping into the shadow,
he waited and listened Click
went the lock again, as if the
burglar was nervous and was
more anxious to open the door than
he was to preserve the ordinary bur-
glarious quiet. The reporter scrutin-
lied the door closely and discovered
that the robber was not on the outside,
but was evidently within and was
working his way out, and he felt a
thud of excitement at the thought of
being able to capture his man with the
Doodle on his person. He slipped his
revolver out of his pocket, trained it on
the door and an instant afterward the
door swung open and Charlie was
ready to .sthrow up your hands," when,
instead of a burglar, ghost came out
sit can't be ghost" he whispered
in an assuring tone to himself, ''for
ghosts don't unlock doors. They just
come right through them. But if it
isn't a ghost, what the deuce is it?''
He had long to wait, for whoever or
whatever it was came out into the YES
tibule and down the steps slowly, as if
uncertain of its movements, and when
about halfway to the pavement
stopped.
BY garry" said the reporter, ..it's a
woman. and she's got on night gown
I'll have to see about this" and with
his revolver ready in case of accident,
he stepped out of the shadow and spoke
to the ghostly walker
Good evening" he said, .Aervously.
NO, excuse me, mean good morning.
1t you re going to market, maybe you'd
better go back and put on an ulster y
Ordinarily Charlie would have been
more gallant, but this was anything
but an ordinary affair, and he didn'tre
quire newspaper instinct to tell him SO.
The sheeted figure made no reply,
but moved again and came toward him.
The cold chills chased each other down
his back and he looked for q policeman.
with the usual result.
Stand back. he said, this pistol
amt loaded, but it might 90 off. .
But on it came and Charlie found that
his legs wouldn't move in spite of all he
could do to make them.
One step more and he stood face to
face with his strange discovery, and
Charlie saw that it was not only q
woman, but young and handsome
one, and he began to feel better.
{ beg your pardon, " he said. 'sbut
the night air is cool and you appear to
be dressed rather lightly. Can rem
der You any assistance2 Is there any
one in the house that has frightened
you?' 5s5
Still no answer, and Charlie, embold-
ened by his own words, stepped to the
young woman's side and gently took
her by the arm.
s She turned her face to him and then
the mystery was solved.
Another Anina," he said. ...I,a
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