The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1897-09-29

She took 10 all back afterward. | gloss
my share, i mean-I haven't come TO
arief yet. But I've quit on witches. and
I'm not going 10 to IA land surveyor,
either. Lost my relish for It,
"Woll. sir, when We finished that sur
vey the line cut right through Granny's s
burying ground. ant old Jobone Quinch' :
grave was on ellison s side That Couldn't c
be right. you know. The survey was
above hundred years old, and most
likely Hibbin made no allowance for the
variation Of the compass needle
The old witch just rayed and ellison
bluste red and threatened aud while they
were at it hibbin ana | slid out. Noxt
day Granny Quinch had another man run
the line, hut it came out just the same.
None of those country surveyors know
anything about the variation OF the
needle
Then ellison swore he d have the body
moved II it cost him his lie; the Town
Committee men couldn't bulge him.
He'd have his rights, he said, II the island
sunk for IL.
Say, look TO yonr line; you've hooked
fish. Pull 10 steady, hand over hand,
There No. don't call that big one,
out the small fish make the best eating.
Do the line burn your hngersy Mustn Z
let 10 slip. then.
q" They let ellison have his own way ut
last They dug up the coilin-I was
mighty glad it held together as we'll as
10 did-nnd ellison and his hired man
hostsd IL out and shoyeI poor old
Quiuch's bones acre IS the line. Yes,
was there didn't like IL little Bit but
| couldn't keep away.
Granny was there, too. / thought Of
course. she'd make'a scene right oil. but
she DIDN'T All the time they were dig
ging she never shot of word. She
looked. though--she was a life-size pic
Np ..f tfthft IsNe lsaf
day she was awful. Talk about gorgons
Her face was twitchy, l noticed. and
there was "A sort of twist in It,
"Gilson was pretty full, even Tor ellison
he WAS loud and ugly. ana his hard cider
mearess stopped out every time he spoke.
Folks didn't love Granny and lot OF
EN- thought drowning was too good for
her; but there wasn't a man in the crowd
That did't banker the worst way to wiring
ellison neck. l could see their 1ugers
gripping.
When the colin was fairly up
ana beachcd, lie came lurchi1g over To Z
and reached tor the lid. Look a-here,
Granny he shouted. Coin TO let in a
little daylight on yer pay
Il don't know but he was drunk
enough tn have done it, but OF course, he
psver got tho chance. Tom Hassey, who
stood nearest, jumped :or the bruts and
yanked him back by the collar. and for "a
inluubo lutTc VI III ~ TlDb SURE.
But Just that instant Granny gave sort
OF squawky hoot-more like one Of those
siren whistles than a wUmaD's voice-and
she fell flat in her tracks. Never want 20
SEQ anything like that again. ttr face
had been getting yellow as a last year 5
straw stack. but now IL turned the colCr
Of green hay. Then, after minute or
two, she began To throw herself. | can {
tell YOU about IL; too horribl To talk
about. Nobody dared go near her.
After while she raised up and cat
staring. Her lips werS frothy. she was
mumbling something, but there didn't
seem To be any sense in ii till her syes
settled down on ellison. Tten her face
twitched again. and she cried out with
the same sort Of voice as when one
screecbes in a dream. 'Jetnro ellison,
she screamed. '.Iethro Gilson, We black
hearted ghoul, no daylight shall ever
shine on YOU again. nor on anything
that's yourn, till that grave gets it's due.
Black witch ye call me, an a black spell
I'll cast on We, an black daylight shall
shine on ye.
After that she slumped down and lay
in the grass like dead snake.