The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1895-09-12
[ Copyrighted. 1855 BY the A. NJ kellogg Nsus.
paper Con,pany1

" 1--WE see that c'ecet Snw evo-v poQp lii
town knows you meant mo-.
Mr.. Lem was deficient in hair on the top
OF his head, while his legs were on the rain
BOW model, and by some strange coinci-
dcnce the description in the sketch was
something like him.
Allen glanced at the sketch and began to
laugh. Mr.. Lem became enraged, swore,,
threw down the paper and turned to go.
Hold on, Mr.. Lem; allow me to show
you something about that article which has
escaped your observation"
WHAT" he demanded, savagely, as if he
would have liked to annihilate the editor.
"Dont you see at the bottom of the
sketch the words Detroit Free Press"
"Ycs"
"Well, this article was clipped from that
paper, and the writer OF it never heard of
you, and when / cut it out to use in our pa
per, did not dream that it would wound
your feelings"
Mr.. Lem scratched his bald head, and
cursed himself for not having seen it be-
fore; finally, after exacting promise from
the editor to say nothing about it, he left the
Office His name remained on the subscrip-
ton books, and in a few weeks he became
Aliens steadfast friend.
That evening Allen again found himself
strolling toward the great old house on the
hill Oh, how dear had that spot become to
him. Scarce a moment passed that the
| sweet vision he had seen on the bluff,
| bathed in the golden hues of the setting
| sun, was not present in his mind. Like .
| guardian angel she seemed lowering over
him, sleeping or waking Even as he bent
over his desk, annoyed by merchants,
harassed by politicians and perpleXed with
poets, she seemed ever near, looking over
his shoulder and smiling that sweet angelic
smile, which he had never seen on any
other face.
He had made many inquiries about the
mysterious family on the great hill, but his
interrogatories were met with looks or eX-
CARNATIONS Of horror No one in the village
cared to discuss the subject One day the
large, dark-whiskered man who was repre-
sented as ruling supreme at the stone
house came through the village, and Allen
noted the expressions of terror on the face
of every one as the mysterious stranger
passed. Had he been pestllence he would
not have been more avoided.
~ will not be in time to witness the sun
set from the bluff" Allen thought, as he
toiled up the hill, "but if l can only get q
glimpse of her shall feel amply repaid for
what may undergo IN climbing this hill. u
The tardy moon still fingered below the
eastern horizon, as if 1t had discovered
pleasant fields and scenery, which it wa:
10th to leave. The twilight shades were
darker in consequence OF Luna's absence
than they would be in the middle of the
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great forest.
Allen wildly recalled his recent journey
up the long disused turnpike, and wondered
if Bertha still wandered the rugged path:
about the spring. His tagging footstep.
were quickened with hopes Of renewing the
pleasure he had experienced on his frs
visit.
"Oh, Bertha, will see you this evening
againln he involuntarily asked himself as
he reached the top Of the great hill and the
stone house burst into view
/ Vast and somber in the solemn gloom o
twilight stood that mammoth pile, towering
up like some grand old castle. Allen, II
} his surprise, found himself seized by somt
strange superstitious dread, and his hear
beating wildly. He paused but momcn
at the front of the house, and, as he ha'
. done before, passed around to the rear o
the building.
Darkness had made o wonderful chang
in the stone house. 1t seemed more grim
terrible and awe-inspiring, and he coul
half believe that it was really haunted
Was it because there was no room to driv
those deceittul shadows awaya Or did tn
+ evil spirits conceal themselves within th
dark walls during the daylight, that the
might revel in the darknesss He reache
the rear wall, and, standing ut the gate
gazed through crack, hoping to see ths
beautiful being who had charmed him on
former occasion.
Suddenly there rose upon the air piert
! ing shrek, which seemed to chill the bloc
in his veins. Despite his courage, ALE
could not refrain from quaking with
| strange, supernatural dread Before ths
awful shrek had died upon the air, the ell
tire house seemed lit up with a blaze.
seemed as if every window had become
fountain OF blazing light that illuminate
! tho woods for vast distance around.
Did he see forms darling hither and thitl