Kansas City journal. [volume] (Kansas City, Mo.) 1897-1928, 1898-03-27

edge of the battle field. though, stood an
old whether-beaten frame house and 1t
didn't seem to be occupied. l asked a native
"'"Not much it amt" said he. why.
that house is haunted the worst kind"
20 course I laughed.
"'"You can laugh If you want. said the
native. but ask anybody around here. Ask,
Lew kittie. He seen 'em last"
II hunted up Lew Kittle, and was sur
prised to find that he was the man who
had made the queer remark on the battle
field about the mountaineers and the
miners ghosts. l told him was going to
"'"Well." said he. there's a good bunk
IN that house, and I've stayed in 1t two or
three nights. but as / need a nights sleep
now and then, / don't stay there no more.
Nobody's goin. to object to your stayin' If
you want to-"
took up my quarters for the night at the old
house. There was a comfortable bunk
there, sure enough. and I turned in about
hot and sultry, I was soon sound asleep.
l don't, know what time it was when 1
woke, but it wasn't hot and sultry any
In the room that l shivered in the bunk.
The room seemed to be filled with a lum-
nous ~bluish-gray mist. While 1 was try
ing to think Of what it all meant, gradually
out Of the mist appeared the forms Of
eight ghostly men, their figures shadowy
but distinct. and all clad in tattered uni
III il liz SOIleueIdI THY HS SnOSt-
ly figures marched two by two, and carried
a stretcher.
"'Then ! saw. lying in a far corner of the
room. rigid and corpse-like. the spectral
federate lieutenant. TIL ghost was plainly
a dead one. The eight ghosts with the
misty stretcher halted there and set the
stretcher down. Then one of them passed
his canteen and each ghost raised 1t to his
mouth and drank-or that's 1.-THE way it
looked. Four of the live ghosts then reach
q hnUn IffnH b dand ~ II S-~-
the floor and placed it on the stretcher.
Then the eight took hold and raised the
bier with the dead ghost on it and moved
them in their ghostly going perhaps ten
seconds. Then they faded away into 1.-THE
mist from which they had come and the
the room at once and all was hot and
sultry and dark as before.
My head was in something Of a whirl
for a while. and it seemed a long time be-
fore l got to sleep again. When I woke
it was broad daylight. 1 got up.
THAT dream last night" said I. was
about the strongest one I ever had!'
81 hadn't been out and around long that
morning when 1 met Lew Kittle.
"'"How did you sleep last night?'' said
"."Pretty fair" said I; but I had a
"'"No you didn't!'' said he. "You didn't
have no dream at all! This Is what you
":And If he didn't go ahead and describe
that ghostly performance in that old house
from start to finish, you can call me a
liar! Before I could make up my mind
h to say. Lew Kittle went on:
"''Wasn' to the battle o. Rich Noun
tain, was your" said he.
~ told him I wasn't, and started in to
give him some samples of battles I had
been to. but he shut me OF.
II was to the battle O. Rich Noun
tain" said he. "and a not IN 1t was! They
carried the lieutenant into that old house
yonder and he died there. Then it looked
as If the Yanks was bound to slather the
house, and eight men was ordered to go
fetch the lieutenant out and bury him.
Them eight men never came back and the
lieutenant never got buried. But the
ghosts O. them eight men has been tryin'
to carry the ghost O. the lieutenant out