Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1892-06-10
SHEPHERDSTOWN, w. VA. FRIDAY, JUNE TO- 1892.

MY name is Connellton," said the
stranger. No, do not want TO get
up an exhibition. am a ghost. |
merely looked in in response to an in
vitation from your husband. He said
he should like to see a ghost. This is
a pleasant house you have here. |
should like to look it over. In fact. |
am house-hunting and like this en-
trance. l think this house would suit
me to haunt. think a ghost ought
to be very particular about the sort of
house he haunts."
This house is not for sale, said
Dora. 1T is our own. We mean to
keep it,
You will please show me over the
house, said Mr.. Connellton to John
Lindsay, with courteou, wave fthe
hand TO Mrs. Lindsay.
Certainly, Mr.. Connellton. Dora,
my dear, come with us, said John.
Dora suddenly threw her arms about
him and kissed him.
John, darling she cried, do
throw off this dreadful spell and send
this horrid man away | don't be
lieve he is ghost at all, and anyway,
we don't want him going all over our
house. Send him away" She kissed
John again, but his lips gave her no
response. He stalked up the stairs,
followed by Connellton, and there was
nothing for Dora to do but to follow.
Over the pretty house they went from
room to room. When the inspection
was finished aud they had returned
to the sitting room Connellton spoke
for the first time. This is pleasant
room he said
Very" said John Lindsay.
You are happy here evenings"
Very said John again, and
grinned in such foolish manner that
Dora felt ashamed of him before Con
MELTON.
How happy are you? Dancing
happy? Jigging happy1' asked Con
MELTON. IF so, you may dance
jig"
"Oh, Mr. Connelton, he can't jig"
cried Dora in distress, but John could
aud did. He jigged about the room
for five minutes, while Dora stood be
side the portiere, fairly faint between
fright at his doing it at all and amuse
ment at the righteousness Of his an
tics. Mr.. Connellton stood on the
white goatskin rug before the fire and
laughed heartily, asmight be expected
OF hypnotizing ghost.
Il haven't had so much fun since
was on earth the first time he said
at last. 1--WE shall coup stairs again.
| see from the arrangement OF this
house that there must be goodsiZed
bedroom over the dining-room which
| have not seen. We will look at
that" John led the way and Dora
followed him.
This is a very pleasant room, said
Connellton, when they reached it and
John had lit the gas. Il think will
occupy this permanently. am tired
and will 90 to bed at once" He sat
down on low chair near the register.
John Lin.day moved mechanically
forward to lower the gas, which was
blazing too high. BY a lucky accident
he awkwardly knocked off the glass
globe, and in the attempt to save it
from falling to the floor thrust his
hand into the flame. The gas instant
ly .neutralized the peculiar form OF
hypnotism which had been exerted
over him, and in full possession OF all
his faculties John Linsay turned upon
the instruder into his home.
You miserable ghost of a hypno-
tier said he, II see through you !
Clear ont Of my house or I'll break ev-
cry cartilage in your backboneless
body ~
He advanced toward Connellton, who
shrunk aud shrunk As he approach
ed. There was scarcely figure the
size OF Il 13-year-old boy remaining in
the low chair when John Linsay stood
over it with clinched fists. Only the
sealskin gloves remained-as large as
ever.
why did you come here1 What
business have you hers!' thundered
Lindsay.
You said you should really like to
see real live ghost" whimpered Con
MELTON, so | came in. was a sue
cessful hypnotizer before / became "A
ghost. and thought would try it.on
you"
So Connection arose and his lessened
figure crept dejectedly downstairs
and out OF the house.
Just before he opened the front door
he gave Mrs Lindsay one Of the large
sealskin gloves. He threw it down at
her feet It's a trophy" he ssid,
mournfully. Keep it for my sake. -
Dora Lindsay put big bow on il
and tied it around the middle with a
piece Of ribbon. and keeps il up over
the corner OF the mirror in the din
ing room chamber as souvenir.
An Exchange Of Passwords.