Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1896-08-02

silence again. and now il was ion5
line or 90 II seemed 70 the hearkenhg
MN before ne heard another SOUND
which was but the shrill. peculiar WI" LIZ, II
Of q deer not far of in a thicHe'' Hen
\ vague. indefinite groan and a nan
s,iaed prayer for help. But where from !
Again and again he heard II. ana edcu
,in,a he Thought il came out OF diner
az, ,arr of the broken wood around him
4 tarror gathered force in his mind, the
ill., of which he had never before eX-
perienced. ,o d,uo,l
like most ignorant men who dwell
aDart in lonely places, Mr.. Rogers M5s
snnarstiti0us What could not be read
ilv explained was apt 70 excite his INA
gination and connect itself with super
natural agencies. Still he was not OF
I'm m become panic-s,ricken. SO long
rs he had his gun in hand he was deter
mined that he would not run away, no
matter how shaky he felt. In fact ne
made great efforts 70 brace his nerves, as
AGAIN and again The elusive, sepulchral
voice repeated its smothered and ap-
parently wandering cry.
But the more he tried TO get control
of himself the greater was his inward
trepidation; for the voice grew more ana
more ghostly, hollow and indetermina-e'
he fancied that 1t was over
head. or to this side or that, SOMETIMES
here or Wonder. under foot, everywhere.
He walked around and looked about his
terror growing apace with the mystery.
He fell that his sight was blurred, that
his hearing was in some strange way
demoralized.
How long a time he spent, thus be-
wIdered and confused, he could not al
rerward tell. What he did clearly re
member was that at last he turned his
fact homeward and. before he knew why
was running as fast as his legs could be
made 10 work. Nor did he stop or
slacken his pace until he reached the
door Of his cabin He was pale, sweat
inc parting. trembling. when he told his
s-orv ~ his wife. their brood Of boys
gathering around to hear. He mc2ped
his face and spoke rapidly until his tale
was ended.
Now II seems that Mrs. Rogers was
woman whose strength OF character was
II
not infect her mind with his fright, nor
did his sUpers,itious panic AFFECT her
Imagination.
Turner Rogers" she said. "ef We
rally heered any voice a sayin' woods,
bir ver' a person at ye was a heerin'
Ghosts an ha'nts don't talk no human
languages.
She set her strong hand upon her lips
and gazed grimly into her husbands
eyes. then she added:
we lest come along O me an show
me thet air place an let me hear tibet air
voice. Bet We at I'll find out what it air
what mex the noises.
She got her sun-bonret, then said:
"Bovs. We all stay right here till we
come back. Come along, Turner
Rogers hesitated; but his wife insist
ed. and so ne went leading the way back
to where ne had been so scared. All the
time. as he trudged along. the sweat
;rickled from his chin. Here's wher'
sor on this log" he said, when they had
arrived on the spot.
Mrs. Rogers pushed back her sun-bon-
net and looked defiantly around
Il don't heer no voice ner nothin' o
thet sort" she declared. Things is
quiet 'nuff round yer.
They stood quite still. Rogers gave
mis- wife q stpid glance and said:
Hit don't seem 10 be u sayin' any
thing jest now; but what I heered
| heered."
Spec We did" she CURLY replied. a
skeered man kin heer most anythin."
Rogers bridled and was about 10 re-
| tort in kind. when once more arose that
doleful voice, as if from the deepest
bowels Of the earth. II cOughed stran-
gled and then beloved:
"Oh-h-h! help. for goodness sakes
| I'm er smotherin.'
In spite OF himself Rogers Jumped
and SHE'D as If lodging a blow. He was
so wrought up that he could not control
his nerves.
"Ther! Ye heer tibet? Thets it, he
cried in a breathless tone. "Wh-wh-
wher's il at?"
Mrs. Rogers lifted the sides of her sun
bonnet and said:
Keep still, will ye.'
She hesrkened intently until the cry
was repeated. then she turned and
walked little way. hating presently
after climbing over some logs and tear
ing through a tangled patch Of BRAN.
bles. Rogers followed expectantly, hi'
heart we'll up in his throat, his gun
! ready.
We'll, OF all that ever I seedw Mrs
Rogers exclaimed. her hand again go.
Ing 10 her lips. Eff hit amt Ton
Henry, air not his nanny"
She pointed down with work-stiff