The morning times., 1895-08-26

What means this array? Am accused OF
treason, or are you merely come to test the
mnlt in my brewing?"
1t 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 ROeIandsen, and
tel your ale again, so that this worthy man
VIII know our business"
Then came shambling forward the peda-
gOCue, whO' with many pauscs and apollo
EetIc Utterances, spoke as follows:
You all have heard and some few have
seen the Sray-cIOaked figure that walks the
Bowerie road at night time. Some there
are who say it hath a tail Ike unto the evil
one, and divers others aver that it is sur
rounded by clouds OF rolling birthstone
smoke"
Your tale, Master schoolmaster," spoke
the bluff soldier, your tale"
why, Of course" answered he. II will
come TO it, but every subject requires an
introduction. I spent last evening with
John verlocht up at his grist mill the other
side OF COrIear's Hook, teaching and ex-
planning to him the new method OF multi
pliCatiOn. We had scarce half score mugs
OF ale, and my head was clear as bell,
when l saw a gray ClOaked figure hastily
enter the door Of the Wursthaus."
You Will agree, Herr Won schneist,
that 1t Is my bounden duty to search your
premises" quoth the captain.
''Assuredly, Herr Captain" he replied;
but before you begin 1 Will serve you and
your men with some Of my new aIe.'' With
out giving them time to answer, he hustled
towards the big butt in the dark corner
and straightway dispensed a generous
measure OF the beverage TO them Not
having such high opinions OF the power Of
his satanic majesty as the citizens, they
quaffed it down-but pronounced it stale
and flat.
Then began a scene Of turmoil and con-
fusion, 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 uptUrued,
beds overthrown and the whole house
pulled out at corners, she never mUrmured
nor complained.
But nothing was found, and though the
taproom was lightly passed over, there
except possibly the big bait in the DARK
corner. That, however, was full Of ale, fOT
had they not drank some Of it?
And so the watch marched away empty
handed. and left to the host and his vroUW
the task Of putting things to right.
The gray-cIoaked demon was seen sew
eral times thereafter, but no concerted
attempt was made to follow 1t up. About
CF rFo
less search, the few faithful adherents OF
the Wursthaus noted that both Hans and
his wife wore very grave faces. In q
few days they announced that a young
traveller from Boston was dangerously i'll
in the darkened bedroom upstairs, and the
Dutch physician-whO had but Just ar
rived from HOHand-was sent for. He
came again and again, and the faces Of
the worthy couple showed deep SYM
patty for the youthful guest. Finally the
doctor came in the middle OF the night
and staid tin morning-but the soul Of
his patient fed before the dawn.
Heavy grief O'erhung the Won schntest
household, and the Wursthaus was closed
till after the funeral. Even then old Hans
showed settled grief in his altered de-
meanor.
Observant ueighbOrs noted that the big
butt in the corner was never used after
the soldiers drank from it, and when a
few months had sped, aud comparisons
came to be made, it was found that the
| gray-cloaked phantom had never been seen
since the young stranger was taken sick
1t was also commented upon, that no
| one came from Boston to inquire about
| him. But there was q many who be-
lieved till their dying day that it was
genu Inc ghost that had been seen by
Jacob Twiner ct al. gliding along the old
| Bowerie Road.