Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1897-05-08

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these strange beings who swan around
me. | felt horrible disquietude; my
temples We're tightly bound; the beat
ing of my heart almost choked me, and,
losing control Of myself. l thought Of
sa. ing myself by swimming, but imme
diately this idea made me shudder with
fear. l could see myself lost, wandering
at random i'll that thick fog, i'll the
midst of the grasses and reeds from
which l cold not free myself, quivering
with fear, unable to see the shore or to
find my boat, and l imagined l could
feel myself drawn by my feet to the
very bottom of this black water
Indeed, as | should have been COM
PEELED to struggle against the current
for at least 500 yards before reaching a
point free from grass and rushes where
I might gain foothold, there were
nine chances out of ten that l should
not be able to find my way in this Oh
security, and that I should be drowned,
good swimmer as 1 was.
l tried to reason with myself. deter
mined not to be afraid, but there was
something i'll me besides my will, and
this other thing was afraid. I asked
myself what there was to fear. My
brave I jeered at my poltroon I, and
never so well as on that day have I un-
derstood the conflict of the two beings
that exist in us-the one willing, the
other resisting, and each in turn pre-
vailing
This foolish and inexplicable fear
continually increased till it became ter
ror. l remained immovable, with wide
open eyes and expectant ear. OF what?
l knew not in the least, but of some
thing terrible. | believe that if a fish
had thought of springing out of water,
as often happens, no more would have
been needed to make me fall stiff and
insensible.
Nevertheless, by violent effort,
succeeded in gradually recovering my
lost reason. I took again my bottle of
rum and drank deep draughts Then
the idea occurred to me, and began to
shout with all my strength, turning sue
cessively to the four points of the hori
zon. When my throat was absolutely
paralyzed, I heard dog barking in the
distance.
1 drank again and stretched myself at
full length on the bottom of the boat.
1 remained thus for perhaps an hour,
perhaps two, without sleeping, with
eyes wide open, and with terrors around
me. 1 dared not rise, yet wished in
tensely to do So l put it off from min
ute to minute. I said to myself, Come,
stand up" and was afraid tc"make a
movement. At last 1 raised myself with
infinite precautions, as if my life de-
pended on the slightest sound might
make, and looked over the side of the
boat.
Twas dazzled by the most marvellous,
the most astonishing sight that could
possibly be seen. 1t was one of those
phantasmagoria of fairyland, one Of
those visions related by voyagers who
return from afar, and which we hear
without believing
The mist, which for two hours before
was floating on the river, had gradual
ly receded and gathered ON the river
banks. Leaving the stream entirely
clear, it had formed on each shore an
unbroken bank six or seven yards in
height, which cleaned beneath the
moon with the superb brilliancy Of
snow. Thus, not a thing was visible
save the river flashing with fiery lights.
Between those two white hills of mist,
and high overhead hung full and large
majestic, luminous moon in the midst
Of black sky dotted with stars.
All the creatures of the water were
awake. The frogs were croaking furi-
ously, while at intervals, now at the
right. now at the left, heard the short,
monotonous, melancholy note which the
ringing voices of the toads uttered to
the stars. Strangely I was no longer
afraid. was surrounded by scene so
extraordinary that the most striking
singularities had no power to astonish
me.
How long this lasted I know not, for
had ended by falling asleep. When
opened my eyes, the moon had set, the
sky was covered with clouds, the wa
ter rippled mournfully, the wind was
blowing, it was cold, and the darkness
was profound.
then 1 listened, shivering with cold, to
the rustling of the reeds and the sinis-
ter sound of the river. l tried to see, but
could not distinguish the boat nor
even my hands, which held before my
eyes.
Gradually, however, the thick dark
ness diminished. Suddenly seemed to
feel a shadow gliding very near me. Tut
tered cry and voice answered. 1t was
fisherman. l called to him. He drew
near, and told him of my mischance.
He then pulled his boat alongside mine,
and we both strained at the chain. The
anchor did not move. Day dawned, SOM
ber, gray, rainy, cold-one of those
days which bring one gloom and mis-
fortune.
1 perceived another boat We hailed
it. The man who rowed it united his
efforts with ours. Then, little by little,
the anchor yielded. 1t came up but
slowly and burdened with considera-
BILE weight. At length we saw a dark
mass, and we drew it into my boat.
1t was the body of an old woman with
stone fastened to the neck
That Banshee's Wall.
There is considerable discussion in
the English papers about the wall of
the banshee which was said to have
been heard in East Kerry before the IA