Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-09-04

about the honor that had been done
me; that would have spoiled every
thing.
1t is about this unique experience of
mine that l want to tell you, and |
will say here that my story is literally
true. When you shall have read it you
will understand why my little adven-
ture broke up, for good and all, the
ghost business at that school.
My roommate and bed-fellow was
every way, in whom I had taken
to call him my bedfellow, but at our
school prevailed that unwise, unhealth-
full and altogether Objectionable regu-
lation that two boys should occupy the
same bed. I believe that every man,
alone, and when this has become the
rule everywhere the human race will
be stronger and more vigorous.
On the night of my adventure it hap
pened that I had in my pocket a very
pretty little knife, sort of dirk" as
/ it was called. that I had been silly
enough to buy and bring to school with
me. H and had been a little dis
lance out in the country that evening
on an errand for one of the professors,
and 1 had slipped the knife into my
pocket before we started, with boys
foolish notion that a certain strip of
woods through which we had to pass
would lose all it's terrors if I were
armed"
That was a long time ago, when
boys were not so sensible as they are
now; when they thought it was manly
to carry some kind of weapon at night.
cannot express the disgust that feel
as l think of it now; but, as l say,
boys were very different then.
AS we were going to bed that night,
H saw me take the knife from my
pocket and lay it under my pillow
another piece Of foolishness.
Look here, W" said he, that's
a bad plan. You might have ran
tankerous dream apd 90 for me with
that dirk. Let me put it in one Of
the bureau drawers"
But I only laughed at him, and said
I preferred to keep 1t under my pill
low; and there it remained.
Now, H was in the conspiracy 90
ghost" me that night, and his pro-
pcsal about the knife was made mere
ly to get it out of my reach. He was
afraid that l might become really
frightened and desperate when the
crisis came later on, and might use it
On the tricksters. However, he did
not insist and the knife lay under my
pillow when we went TO sleep, or were
supposed to go to sleep.
AS a matter Of fact. neither of US
went to sleep, though each Of us
thought that the other was in that
condition. I was wakeful, for what
reason | know not: H was wake
full. because he was waiting for the
crisis that l have referred to.
1t was about an hour after we got
into bed, / suppose when I heard
slight noise at our door. which we had
left unlocked. The window shutters
were open. and the light from a glib
/ bous moon shone family in the room.
Without moving my head at all, /
turned my eyes to the door. and per-
ceiyed that IL was opening slowly and
cautiously. Then there was rustic
as of someone entering. though / did
not see anyone.
The next moment, however, a gleam
of light shore upon the half-opened
doorway, and it struck me as very
strange that the light came from the
floor at the foot of our bed. As
matter Of fact, it was the light from a
bulis-eye lantern. what the burglari-
Gus gentry call the "giim."
And then the little drama fairly
opened. In the doorway appeared a
tell f~are, robed from top to bottom
in wF.te. and with one long arm
stretched fi-ectly toward me, The