Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1897-09-17

SO long deserted, Conway hears strange
ne bf secs ghest a1 g ~ ann IN the
ton Of himself. Unearthly voices are heard
even after daylight comes speaking in dis
from SARAH that syiVester Mores and his
daughter have summer residence in near
CHAPTER vi.
When we We're again standing in the
main hall on the first floor, Sarah's last
remark came to me.
"We have been over the whole house,
have we not? What more is there to
see?" 1 asked.
each, Mel! haf you forgot de place
you always wanted to go to and We
wouldn't led you, because it vas damp
and dark?'
That's so. You mean the cellar"
Eyes, yes, to be sure. You vas lost
vonst, and We couldn't flint you for a
long dime. When We did, you vas
aschleep in de cellar"
"Well, come along. Let us have look
at it," said, eagerly. The noise like a
slamming of door had seemed to
come from below. Perhaps I should
discover the cause down there.
On opening the door leading down
from the dining-room, a musty odor as
sailed my nostrils.
1t is peculiar how the sense of smell
brings back to one old associations and
memories. I recollected that musty
odor perfectly, and it brought back the
days of boyhood more wildly than any,
thing else had done.
We descended the stairway, and
found the cellar bare and empty. I
peered into every dark nook and cor
ner, but there was nothing which could
have caused the noise.
Nothing to be seen here, Sarah," 1
said. Maybe we can find something
of interest in the old storeroom."
My grandfather, in his latter days,
had kept the village store and post
Office.
The house was built on the side of n
small hill, so that it was three stories
high on the street side and two in the
rear.
The cellar was divided into two apart
ments by thick wall of stone. One
apartment was used for the house sup
plies. The other section was in turn
divided in two, the front facing on the
street serving as the store and post
office, the rear, deep, cavernous, un-
derground room, having been used for
the storage of barrels of vinegar, mo-
lasses, tobacco and dried fruit.
We descended the open stairway lead
ing down to the storeroom from the
main hall. The door was ut the bot
tom, and at first I thought it was
locked. Upon closer examination, dis
covered that it had only become tightly
damned by slight settling of the sur
rounding timbers. A few vigorous kicks
soon caused it to open, and we stepped
down into the room.
The shutters to the windows were
closed, but there was above the door
leading to the street small transom.
Through the dust and moisture-be-
grimed glass few rays of light pene-
trated, producing a twilight gloom in
the apartment, but not so deep that we
were unable to see.
One of the old counters still remained,
and scattered over the floor were a
few empty boxes and barrels. Thought
OF the white-haired old man whose form
had been so Familiarity associated with
the room, and I glanced over to the
corner with fancy that he was here
still, seated behind the desk.
"Vhy, Where's de door gomez" Sarah
cried out, in tones of excitement.
What door, Sarah?"
mel, you know, you remember. Der
used to be door to de store cellar,
and now dere ain'tany."
Sarah was right. There had been a
doorway, through which I had stolen
many times for the purpose of filling
my pockets with raisins and dried fruit.
There was none now. The wall of solid
masonry confronted us.
1t really seemed matter of very
little Importance, but Sarah kept up
excited EXPLANATIONS about it, until I
finally stopped her.
why, Sarah, don't see anything very
strange in the walling up Of cellar
doorway. No doubt Mr.. Sonntag, my
lawyer, had it done. I remember the
place was dark, damp and unhealthy.
He thought it best to have it closed
up, perhaps. There was another door
from that cellar leading outside, was
there not?"
Eyes, right unter your bedroom vim
dow" Sarah answered.
"Well, that can be easily broken down
If you want to get in the place. But
what would be the use of all that
trouble? I don't want to use the cell
lar"
But then remembered the noise
which had seemed to come from be-
meath my bedroom, and the cause of
which Twas unableto discover through
out the rest of the house.
I'VE might take look at the other
door," finally said, refectively.
We sscended the stairway and went