Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1893-12-12
$685. NEW SERIES, VOL XXYIII, NO. So

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Whist do you see now,' he cries,
you who wish to sound the mysteries of
the tomb; what do you see now?
Nothing, replie tlevoice Of the stu-
dent, calm and cool G5 ever.
"'And You aro not afrSSd:' cries th9
Spaniard, his manner moro scorntal an
insulting still.
"'I am not afraid comes hacS The
clear, brave voice of the prisoner wiShin,
while we, standing on tho outside and in
sight of the internal sorcsrer's incanta-
tons, scarcely daro to look at each other,
so great is our dismay and surprise.
"'Ard the phantom saic;. cries the
Spaniard furio-siy.
And thephantarn S,AS. SsraS /: vnS Sron tho
tomb,
'In order that he 1,;,. -, me in trlth.
will 20 to my friend proud, smiling sHd sweet,
AS It the days of our first carly yovthi"
"And again, ceasing his gong, no puts
his terrible question:
"'What do you SEQ now?
THE phantom advancing-he raises
the veil--it is Francis-Francis Vintal--
he approaches the table-he writes-he
has written his namc'-
But before he can say moro the Span
lard resumes, his voico wild and bowling:
ANU Ine SulQ TINS InOCElpQ man.
Come thou at once and give to mo
Thy hand to my hand, thy heart to my heart.
And thy lips wherc can kiss thecl'
Are you afraid now? Are you afraid
now?' he repeats, almost with frenzy.
A shuddering cry, dying away in moan,
is the students only answer.
I warned him. said tho Spanisrd
harshly; 4 warned him how it would be.
You see, messieurs,' turning to address
us, that have gained tho wager. But
let him keep the money. am content
with the lesson given him. He will be
wiser in future" And with grave in
clination he walked away, leaving us
thunderstruck at the door of the pavilion,
behind which tho sound of moans still
continued.
"At last we opened it to find the stu
dent writhing upon the floor, q paper
signed with the name of Francis Viatal
ON the table beside him. 1t was at least
an hour before he had recovered suffi-
GENTLY to be about again. Then, furious
with rage Mt tho treatment he had re-
ceived from the sorcerer, heinsisted upon
having him brought before him.
"But the merchant was not to be
found, either in or out of the inn.
But will find him. cried the stu
dent, and will kill him on the spot for
the impious performance in which he has
made me assist"
"And soon after, learning from the
stable boy that the merchant had sad
died his horse himself and departed some
time ago, he followed him, still swearing
instant vengeance.
eve never saw him-in fact, we never
saw either of them again."
"And yet, Uncle Bayle," said Dor
othy breathlessly, ''you can say there are
no such things as ghosts or goblins''-
''More positively than ever" he re-
piled. Neither the Spanish merchant
nor the Toulouse student were ever seen
again, as tell you. No moro were tho
80 beautiful quadruples which 1 and the
other guests of the inn had put together
to make up the sum of the Spaniard's
wager. The two rascals had carried
them off between them, after playing be-
fore us comedy which we were simple
tons enough to believe, but which
found very dear at the time, when 1 had
considerably less money to spare than at
present. Prom the French.