Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1894-06-01
A GHOST STORY.

They were as fond of each other as tur-
tie doves and all was going on beautiful
| When they married, was going to live
with 'om. Wouldn't have lived anywhere
| else not for any wages. Well, the time
was coming fast. She had lots of new
| clothes. l did 'em up was just doing
skirt with ~ tucks in cluster and puff
ings each side, when all Of sudden I
heard her give little scream.
| 1t was summer, and l had my ironing
! table under the grapevines and she was
reading in the garden. A minute before
| she was sitting with her book in her hand
| quietlikc. Now saw her jump up and run
toward me.
"Oh, how you frightened me!' she said.
"Charles, you ought to be ashamed of
yourself"
"Mr. Collins amt come, has he miss?"
asked. II didn't see him."
| ''Now you are teasing me, too, " she said.
"How silly! Charles, come here. You saw
him He stood just here by you, Charles. +"
Miss Rose, Mr.. Collins has not been
here couldn't have helped seeing him
If he had"
"You must be blind
Her face was pale, and her lips trembled.
She ran away looking for him, calling for
him, peeping behind bushes, into the arbor
-everywhere Then she came back and
sat down. II won't speak to him when he
comes out Of his corner" she said. "He
has frightened me-"
But Mr.. Collins did not come out of any
corner that day.
That evening she watched for him in
vain and at 10 o'clock that night she came
to me. She put her hands on my shout
ders and said in voice that can remem
Der yet: o.,,,+ 10 ,,o,o, :
am going madl He is dead, nurse! Charles
Is doad!''
jumped up in hurry and took her
Door cold little hands in mine and set her
down upon the bed.
Don't be silly" I said. ga gentle
man may stay away from his sweetheart
one evening and not be dead. +"
Says she, looking at me without tear:
sit was not Charles that l saw today.
1t was his spirit. He came to me again
Just now. He stood by the long window
in the hall. His face was as white as snow.
He pointed to his breast l saw blood up
on it. He is dead.
Then, without scream or even sigh,
she Just tainted away where she lay. l
knew that something had happened my
self I'd heard of warnings before.
Well, mum, she was right Tho news
came the next day Poor Mr.. Collins had
gone to the ely to collect some money. He
rode there. His horse came home without
him. They searched for him, of course,
but they never found him.
| l.; ~ Il
body thought, and so it was, no doubt.
And the road ran along tho river good
way, and probably, they said, they had
thrown tho body into it. Poor Miss Rose
never had any hope. We tried to cheer
her up, but it was no use. She had long
sickness, and when she came to herself
her mind was gone.
Miss Roses grandfather quite broke
down under 1t. He took to his bed ano
grew childish. 1 had my hands full, car
tell you, but wouldn't have left her
no, wouldn't, for any money. And timt
went ON, and it was year since Mr.
Charles was lost, and the flowers were ii
tho garden again, when she began to pint
and fade and waste, so that there seemed
no strength in her. She stopped dressing
herself up in queer things; she stopped
talking to herself. And one night, in thu
dead middle Of the night, just year from
that on which she walked mo up, with he
hands on my shoulders, to say that Mr.
Charles was dead, she called out to me
Nurse, where are your" in her own voice
I ran to her side.
Here am, honey" said.
Haven't been ill, nurses' she asked
just as she used.
, "a little delirious," said I.
Eyes" she said, II know. I'm wei
again. have my senses again. wan
to get up and dress and go into the gar
: den."
j I was afraid to say no. dressed he
and myself, and we went down stairs
The moon was bright. She walked dow
to the cato and out into tho road. She dit
, not seem crazy to me- All the strange no
lions and ways were gone, but 1callcd he
to come back. She stopped and smiled.
"Come with me, nurse, " she said. :"
must 20. Charles Is reckoning me. YOU
3 dec him, didn't your must go. know
:, Charles Is dead, but his spirit is there
How strange you do not see him!'
Then she hurried on, and followed. l
was too late to go back. had to keep al
eye on her.
She went on down by the road until sh
came to kind of cliff there was there
and thought should die, for there sh
called out, "Ycs, Charles, yes, and begal
to climb over 1t.
/ couldn't follow there, and all coul'
do was to scream. Somebody heard mo
man that lived close by. He came out
and told him what was tho matter, ant
he called his hired men and brought Ian
tern, and they went, sat on the bank
} crying. It was long time before the
} came back. Then 1t was round by anothe
way, and they brought her In their arm
stone dead. And this Is what they toll
me about it:
D When they got to the bottom, they coul
not see her and thought she was drown
!, cd. But after awhile they heard littl
sobbing sound, and there in a little Sol
Of cave under the cliff, she sat- She wa
sitting beside something too awful to tai
about, but 1t had been a man once.
And that she was sitting beside wa
what was left of poor Charles Collins
They knew him by papers that were in hi
pockets still and by mark on his hand
kerchief And they buried the two in tn
same grave, after all, poor dears. And
came here to live. It's true story Ey
erybody knows it hcrcabouts, and yet the
will ask me If believe in ghosts What
question!-New York News.
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