Little Falls weekly transcript. (Little Falls, Morrison Co., Minn.) 1894-19??, 1899-09-19

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The house looks the same as any other
hcuse-that is, just like house. TT
1t is located in Adams avenue, few
1oors from Woodward, and In it lives q
family by the name Of Eveson.
There Is Mr.. Eveson, an employee Of
the stove works; Mrs. Eveson, Mrs. Eve
sons mother, Willie Eveson, aged Z, and
Dorothea Eveson, aged 3.
I, The entire family sleep on the second
aoor-that is, they do now. They didn't
last Monday night, nor Tuesday night,
but they do now. On those nights they
didn't sleep at all. They had no more
than fallen off into doze when it Ill
happened.
I Mr.. and Mrs. Eveson had been playing
pachesi In the sitting room until 10
| o'clock, when, after yawning three times,
Mrs. Eveson remarked that she guessed
|. she'd 60 to bed. Her mother and the
children had gone at half past 8.
Mr.. Eveson was agreeable.
He and his wife, after putting out the
lights, wendell their way up the stairs.
+ BY and by all the jets of the second
floor were turned out and the house loom
ed ghostly in the wavering light of the
electric lamp that swuyed above the
street at the corner.
The officer on the beat FASTENED by the
house it looked so SpOOky
The clock in the neighboring steeple
had struck IL, Mr.. Eveson had just foiled
! over on his left side to get in his strong
sleep act, and Mrs. Eveson was half doz-
! ing, half awake, when a sound fell upon
/ her ear.
| She started up as though struck by
! lightning. Her mouth fell open, and her
eyes seemed ready to pop from her head.
| 1t took all the strength she had to kick
Mr. Eveson and say. "J-J-J-John. d-d-d-do
you h-h-h-hear that?'
Mr.. Evesop was bolt upright in bed on
the instant.
With every nerve strained he bent his
head and listened.
Up from the darkness Of the hall below
floated the tinkling sound of piano
the Eveson piano, that stands against
| the wall between the parlor and the dip
!
ing room.
Mr.. Eveson felt himself turning pals.
| lie was growing weak. He tried to wig
gle his toes and couldn't. Mr.. Eveson
was scared.
"Iisten!'
The word was spoken by Mrs. Eveson
in husky whisper. and then, "John, It
must be spirits"
Then John Eveson pulled himself to-
gether. With superhuman effort he
crawled out of bed. Thank fortune, the
| floor did not creak! 1t was his intention
to sneak down the stairs and peer around
the jamb Of the parlor door, but at the
| door Of his room he met Mrs. Eveson's
mother. In the ray of the electric light
that shone through the hall window he
saw that she, too, had heard the ghostly
sound Of the piano, for her face was ashF
pale. Passing John, she stepped to the
side of the bed. and mother and daughter
| fell into a close embrace. Shortly she
went into the children's room to keep
! them quiet. So,
John Eveson felt his nerves oozing out
at tho ends Of his fingers, but he sneaked
down the stairs. The sound had ceased,
and at the parlor door the old Eveson
tabby rubbed against his legs and sent a
chill through his entire system, chill
that seemed to freeze his very soul. He
stood still a moment, then stopped and
stroked the cat to keep it from meowing
out loud. Then he peered around the
jamb of the parlor door. The light from
the lamp on the corner shone into the
room. There was no one, nothing, there,
but the furniture, pictures, carpet and
piano. AS his eyes fell on the piano
John Eveson shuddered. Taking a Sec
ond survey Of the room, he went back up
to bed.
Though there was no sleep for any one
In the Eveson household. the sounds were
heard no more that night, and the next
morning at breakfast Mr.. Eveson an
nounced that it was his intention to pur-
chase dark lantern and keep It lighted
with the screen closed at his beside to
use in case of repetition Of the playing.
He would pull down the shades Of the
parlor window to secure a better effect
with the lantern.
So Tuesday night the Evesons went to
bed with certain we'll defined qualms.
They did moi fall at once to sleep.
Mrs. Eveson counted the strokes Of the
clock, and so did Mr.. Eveson.
Twelve had struck. Then Mr.. and Mrs.
Eveson kicked each other with one ae'
cord. Up, up, hoated distinct In the alb
sence Of other sounds, the unmistakable
| music of the piano keys.
They both listened, holding their
breaths. A chord was played. Mr.. Eve.
son whispered to his wife that It sounded
Hike Break the News to Mother"
Then Mr.. Eveson arose in all the
strength Of his proud manhood.
So did Mrs. Eveson-that is, she arose.
He didn't know she was doing 1t, but sho
| followed him noiselessly down the front
stairs and along the hall to the door a
the parlor. In her hand she clutched q
| paper knife, snatched from her desk by
the front window Of her room. At tho
parlor door Mr.. Eveson hesitated and
peered in at the top Of his dark lantern
to see if it was going. 1t was. 1t en-
couraged him.
He took long breath, and with one
magnificent bound, that to see sent the
| blood flowing backward in the body OF
bIrs. Evcson, trembling there on the
| threshold, he was in the middle Of the
parlor floor. Like fash the screen OF