The Yellowstone journal. [volume] (Miles City, Mont.) 1893-1901, 1893-08-29
I SUPERNATURAL o r
The Contents Of . Paper Found on h Per.
son Of an Insane Suicide.


son Of an Insane Suicide.
Here is a story Of the supernatural. II
happened more than 100 years ago.. SO
that you may hope that it is not rue
Yet in those days the invention of newe
was not yet known. and the paper which
contains this story was a sober and hon.
est journal. One of The patients in a
madhouse-a parish madhouse, | think
that Of 1.annceston-esca jed. That was
no new thing. They all wanted to es-
cape. As the woman, although very
mad indeed. was quite harmless. they
went about their search in a leisurely
fashion. At last they found her drowned
in IA shallow ditch and carried her bao,
to the m%adhouse.
On preparing the unhappy woman for
the grave they found in her corset-then
called her stays-something that rustleG.
They cut the thing open and discovered
a small parcel rolled up tight in some
waterproof stuff-whatever was then in
vented. The parcel was a document
written on parchment. 1t was written
very small and misspelled. but this was
how it ran:
The man came along after dark. He
stopped at our door and said he was
q stranger. and would my aunt take him
in for the night? He seemed a sailor
and said he was respectable and showed
money. Elizabeth said aunt. he can
have your room. and you shall sleep with
me- There were two bedrooms in the
cottage. up "a ladder. both garrets. Dur.
t,r. %la av-or,n. 10 800, 49, --,A E..
drink, and he had a lot and was drunk,
but he got up the ladder safe and so to
bed. In the night | heard aunt get out
of bed. There was a moon shining in
the skylight window.
'.She took something and went into
the mans room. Then | was frightened
and sat up in bed. and | heard a sound
as of a blow and nothing more. Present.
ly aunt came back. and in the moonlight
she saw me sitting up in bed. Get up,
she said; go down stairs and get, if you
can, a light So | did and brought the
rushlight up the ladder. Aunt had the
Bible in her hand. Swear she said,
that you will never tell any one what
has been done So l swore, trembling.
and wished | might go suddenly mad if
| told. Then. says she, I've killed the
lodger. His pockets We're full of guineas.
and I'm a made woman But you must
help me-.
80 she made me help to drag the body
down into the room below and out in the
garden. where VT Gug a hole under the
cabbages and laid it as deep AS we couln
Then we covered all up and went back
to the house and waited till daybreak.
As o as it was light we washed up the
place. and nobody ever found out. One
night. when | was Il woman grown. the
dead man came TO my bedside and said.
Tell the story and | said, i cannot. be-
cause swore.' He said: If you tell. you
have worn to 90 mad. If YOU do not
tell, will haunt you till you do go mad
so. as | am bound TO go mad either
way. | have written the story down and
sewn it up. When | am dead, somebody
will finl it and will dig mp the poor man
and bury him in a churchyard. The
house is situated" y y
Thus the narrative. And they dug up
the garden in the place indicated and
found the dead body in what had been
sailors Clothes. Besant in Lon
don Queen.