Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1893-03-18
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deceived. But it stood unmocel.
"Ah, there, good evening, my hearty.
ne cried How is your health You
have troubled face my gallant. Two
Of three pancakes and bottle oil wine
would do you good. What do yon say:
Seat YOURSELF.
The ghost said nothing, but he made
I sign with his finger which indicated
Come here y
But Jean though very tipsy, was too
shrewd to obey.
NO, no - said he. IF you wish TO
remain there until tomorrow morning,
take your ease. But |, in your place,
would scat myself near the fire, for
that corner is full of rheumatism. What
language do you speak ? Is it Crcnch?'
But the ghost remained silent. nor
ceasel to repeat the sign for jean To
come to him, until half past twelve WI,
sounded, when he put forward hi,
meagre legs and slowly approached the
old soldier
Jean rose abruptly.
See here - he exclaimed. Il have
but one thing to say: talk as much a,
YOU like, but don't touch me; otherwi-o
we are enemies. If you dare to advance
further | will break this bottle over
Your head. We must keep apart. You
10 not know me yet, my hearty -
The ghost extended his finger and
touched Jeans hand; lie felt as ii lac
were burned.
Take care" he cried. 80 this is
] ,bn xro1- ,-n,, ,ynnlJ MAX, NV nn.1,iti
ance? ? You appear to have a very hot
hand, neighbor. But enough-here i
my first bump
He struck with an empty bottle at
the skull of the apparition, but hit
nothing but the air.
Then ho was angry indeed He
sought to grasp the ghost and throw
him, but he could not. When ho
thought to seize him he scilel noth-
ing.
Look here" said he at last 'Nou
are afraid to say to me now what You
wish. Why then do you come here
raising a disturbance. | have had no
business with you or your family.
Leave me then in peace and go your
way"
But the spectre did not cease making
signs and pointing to the door. At
last Jean took his candle and said
GROSSLY:
Come, then, show us what yoU
want. Go ahead and | will follow.
The ghost opened the door aud
pointed to the stairs Jean was too
suspicious to be caught, so he SAID ;
''Iou must go in advance
They came at last to the upper hall,
where there was great stone with an
iron ring fastened into it. The ghost
indicated to Jean that he was to raise
this stone; but the soldier laughed,
saying
"You take me for Il fool, do you, my
hearty? If you have not mechanic
in your bag you may seek for one else.
where. Raise the stone yourself, for L
won't"
The spectre silently lifted the stone
underneath there was great heap of
iron pots filled with gold. Then at last
he spoke:
do you wish for this gold ?" he
asked.
"Ah, JESTER" said Joan, 'you eau
speak We begin to understand each
other. | SEQ something shining like Il
jolly lot of ten-horin pieces.
The ghost took three pots from the
heap and said in hollow voice
Here are three vessels filled with
gold which l had hidden before my
death.
Before your death y cried jean, in
surprise. "Are you dead =? One would
not have judged so from your appear
ance.
The ghost paid no attention to this
observation, and continued
Il was obliged to walk the earth until
these pots were discovered and you
have come to deliver me. One Of them
you will give to the poor, one to tho
church, and the third is for you"
For me = cried Jean, joyously.
He sprang forward with delight to
grasp it, stumbled. fell upon Tie heap,
and his light was extinguished The
clock struck one. A crashing sound
Immediately followed.
"Hah = cried Jean. "Whcro am >
My dear ghost, come here | have de-
livered you from eyil-you should holp
me out of this hole.
But the ghost had disappeared for.
ever.
Jean climed with great difficulty
from the hollow and found his candle.
He descended to the first floor and
having drunk two moro bottles of wine
he went to bed.
Tho next morning he awoke late, and
considered all that had passed dream,
until, looking into the fireplace, ho
discovered there three vessels filled
with gold. Evidently the ghost had
thrown them down the chimney, whic,
lay behind the big stone. At least that
was the only way Jean could account
for their existence.
He did just what the ghost had bad3
him do. He gave one pot of gold tu
the poor, ono to the church, and kept
the third himself. So he became rich.
for his pot contained at least a hundred
millions. And lie dwelt in tho great
mansion, had horses and carriages,
slept upon bed of velvet, drank wine
and lived at restaurant all his days.
But he could never find tho stone un-
der which the ghosS had hidden his
treasure, aud people to whom lie lold
the story always listened to it with ~
laugh..-Translated by Q. A. Shaw Tor
Waverly Magazine.
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