The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1895-10-01
YE BOWERIE GHOST.

rOau, not lar from bn0 present point OF
junction with Division street.
The then suburban location Of the
Wursthaus made it and its jovial host
Hans Won Schneist-well known and
patronized by the townsmen and their
families
But change came DER the smiling
features and jocund laugh of the host of
the Wursthaus when his only son was
proclaimed an outlaw Some boyish in
discretion of speech had been magnified
by the hearers, and coming to the ears
of the suspicious old director general
had resulted in the decree. Young Hans
had received timely warning, however,
and was supposed to have reached the
Swedish colony in safety.
Several months passed away, and one
evening young Jacob Twiller related the
following weird adventure to the Won
dering crowd gathered around the cen
trail table in the Wursthaus garden:
II Twas eel spearing in the Freshwater
pond last evening, and by the time the
moon was overhead had filed my creel
started to walk home. had but pass
ed the Wursthaus when just ahead of
me 1 spied tall figure wrapped in
long gray cloak. Thinking that no one
except the watch could be abroad at that
hour of the night, except with some
evil purpose in view, suited my pace
to his, meaning to let him precede me
toward the city wall. But scarce had
we progressed in this manner for few
h7v, do 90 k1na
turned, and holding its arms aloft made
menacing gestures as if forbidding me
to approach.
"Overburdened with my fishing traps
felt powerless, and so nelt on the
ground so as to more easily remove the
strap of the creel from off my shoulders.
But as kneeled the ghost-for such it
surely was-had vanished from sight,
and though hunted we'll about l could
find no trace except mayhap a smoke,
smelling strongly Of sulphur, which
breathed in my nostrils as came near
to that part of the ground from which
he had vanished. "
Nothing could shake the valiant ia
cob's circumstantial details Of the en-
counter, and though the town oynio
sneered, the group gathered closer to-
gether around the central table and
made haste home in good season.
Within week Roelof Jams, the pop
ular butt and scapegrace, added still
more to the mysterious tale of his pred
ecessor. While agreeing with Jacob in
the general appearance of the gray
cloaked figure, he furnished additional
details by which it would seem that
long barbed tail was feature IN the
phantom and that it walked amid
belching clouds of smoke.
And then came the climax. Adam
Roelandsen stated to the captain of the
watch that he had encountered the gray
cloaked phantom; that it came out from
the Wursthaus, but hastily turned and
re-entered the door ere he could summon
up courage to advance or retreat
Here was pretty condition Of affairs
The habitues of old Hans Won Sohneist's
place quaked in their very shoes at the
bare supposition that they had been
drinking the brewings of one who was
seemingly in league with the evil one.
And so it came to pass that the stout
old captain Of the watch, at the head Of
his little squad, came to investigate the
Wursthaus. For some reason old Hans
did not come to the door, and when the
captain of the watch entered the big
taproom he found mine host Tightening
the hoops of an enormous butt that stood
in the darkest corner, The crowd Of
sightseers, at first fearful of forked
tongues of fame and other chronicled
attributes Of the evil one, were timorous
of entering the house. But gathering
courage from the assembled military,
and particularly impressed by the gal
liant bearing of the commandant, they
gradually inched forward, until very
soon almost every available space was
occupied.
Good morning, Herr Won Schneistr'
spoke the captain.
GOOD morning to you, herr cap
tain, and to you, soldiers and fellow
citizens !" answered the sturdy old tav-
ern keeper. "What means this array?
Am accused of treason, or are you
merely come to test the malt in my
brewingf"
''It is neither of false brewing nor of
treason you are accused, Herr Won
Schneist, nor yet of anything coming
within the civil or military law. Some
there be who say that you are in league
with the evil one. Step forward, Adam
Roelandsen. and tell your tale again, SO
that this worthy man will know our
business.
Then came stumbling forward the
pedagogue, who, with many pauses and
apologetic utterances, spoke as follows:
"You have all heard, and some few
have seen, the gray cloaked figure that
walks the Bowerie road at night time.
Some there are who say it hath tail
like unto the evil one, and divers others
aver that it is surrounded by clouds of
tolling birthstone smoke. I spent last
Ivening with John Verlocht up at his
gristmilI the other side of Corlears
Hook, teaching and explaining to him
the new method of multiplication. We
had scarce half a score mugs Of ale and
my head was clear as bell when saw
a gray cloaked figure hastily enter the
door of the Wursthaus. "
"You will agree, Herr Won Schneist,
that it is my bounden duty to search
your premises?" quoth the captain.
"Assuredly, herr captain" he re-
piled, "but before you begin will
serve you and your men with some Of
my new ale. /" Without giving them
time to answer he hustled toward the
big butt in the dark corner and straight
way dispensed generous measure of tho
beverage to them. Not having such high
opinions of the power of his satanic
majesty as the citizens, they quaffed it
down, but pronounced 1t stale and fiat.
Then began scene Of turmoil and
confusion, enough to make the vrouw's
heart break with anguish. But though
the iron bound linen chest was turned
upside down and emptied of its contents
in an unseemly manner, and though
closets were upturned, beds overthrown
and the whole house pulled out at cor
ners, she never murmured or complained.
But nothing was found, and though
the taproom was lightly passed over
there was no place in it that man
could hide-except possibly the big butt
in the dark corner. That, however, was
full of ale-for had they not drank some
Of itP
And so the watch marched away emp
ty handed, and left to the host and his
vrouw the task Of putting things to
rights
The gray cloaked demon was seen
several times thereafter, but no con-
certed attempt was made to follow it
up. About two months from the time
of the fruitless search the few faithful