The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1896-09-17

trouble us long. She was q capital
housekeeper, and made my bit Of sal
ary 60 to Ave times its length; and so
we logged along we'll enough. The
fraudulent trustee, fancy, set me
thinking about the story of Ruth's
father. and one night after one Of our
walks about the Heath I dreamt a
dream. The dead robbeY visited me in
the night He said he could not rest
His name was Norman Magellan, and
he had upon his soul worse crime
than taking purse or robbing bank.
He had been untrue to his friend, un-
faithful to trust that he ought to
have kept above all things His part
ner was Moorland Lestwick. They
had agreed that whichever died, or
might be killed first, the other should
be friend and guardian to the others
wife or children. 1T was no wife
in my case" he said. but Moorland
Lestwick was married, and was the
father of a little girl He was killed.
I was left. l fiourished, made money
hand over hand, and most of 1t buried
in the garden of the cottage where I
lived. / put some of tt In boxes under
the southern wall, by the poplars, but !
covered it up in various parts. only
known to myself. some under the
hearth-stone, where I could get 1t
handy; but the rest in the garden;
and all the time ! left Mrs. Lestwick
and her child to starve; never went
near them; heard how they Jared, and
somehow my heart was steeled against
them, and l had the soul Of a miser
/ kept every penny and even gave up
drink to save. 1t really seemed
as II the devil said. You shall have
plenty Of money, but It shall be your
punishment I became cruel. too; mean
in the worst sense, and on the road no.
body could stand before me. But at
last my time came. and Tyburn saw the
last Of me. Father L.awford was kind
to me, took me In hand, ministered
all the church had to minister, but
hated the idea of giving UP my money.
and thought, somehow, I could come
back to earth and haunt IT; that
could stop anyone from digging 1t up
by appearing TO them. In short, made
up my mind to do this. and it has cost
me every punishment that purgatory
can inflict. l did not leave a penny for
prayers. went to my last account a
n!ser, still penitent in all things but
that, confessed everything but the
been trying to communicate with the
child's grandfather. I think must
have appeared on the scene of the
cottage, for 1t got the reputation Of
being haunted and for years nobody
lived there. When 1t had a tenant 1
strove every minute to visit the house,
but was denied. At last some plying
angel has allowed me to come to you
in your dreams and ask you to help me.
The house Is the cottage inside the wall
on the right Of the Spaniards, two hun
dred yards from the road; in the mid
die Of the garden Is pear-tree. BY
the southern wall there are poplars,
. few yards on the right Of the trees
Is the first Of my buried money, a box
OF guineas Find that. get possession
Of the place. and dig the garden deep
everywhere. A moiety to the girl, that
is to yourself: free of use for her
and you and yours; moiety to charity
In general way. and the rest as shall
be deemed wise to some institution for
the widow and the orphan. Give me
rest and peace. take the heavy load
from my soul, that keeps 1t In bondage
to a penance that Is beyond everything
you can imagine fearful and hard to
bear"
could not tell my wife this story Of
my dream. Some Of It had forgotten
when I awoke. The general tenor of
the affair remained with me. I had for
gotten the description of the house.
Bits Of details came to me at odd times.
1t was one of those tantalisina dreams
that you want to remember. You get
some Of 1t right and then there Is a
hiatus. I knew that the vision gave me