The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-02-18

colonial style, has managed to produce one
of the most blood-curdlng ghost stories
I've run across in many a day. 1t con-
Germs a disreputable character, a man
who trampled upon vows the most sacred
and holy He had been ordained to the
priesthood, but growing laxer and laxer,
had finally fallen under the displeasure OF
his bishop. After that he threw up his
calling and moved into this house. It
became the scandal and plaeue spot of the
neighborhood. finally the man fell 'H
He rapidly grew worse, and when the fever
was on him. he raved and Cursed and
prayed by turns. His evil past rose up
before him, and the night he died he be-
lieved himself back in the years of his in
nocence He was in the seminary once
again. He commenced TO intone one of
the solemn Gregorian chants he had learn
ed there The people gathered in the
street befor the hous and heard the melody
float out of the room above. AT last his
voice broke in the middle of a measure,
and he grew calmer Then he covered
among the sheets and pointed a trembling
white finger before him. He said he saw
a procession of monks and priests and
holy men, and the Vision maddened him
by its rebuke of his own life. The shrek
he gave just before he died was frightfu
The colored attendants huddled together
horror-stricken, then turned and left the
dead man in the still chamber and fed
with the instructive dread of death, Stun
bling out into the night.
'It was difficult to find any one to pre-
pare the body for burial. For long time
no one would venture near the house. Ru-
rnors of moving lights seen in the windows
we're rife. A colored man who was walk
ing down the lane in the rear of the house
about a month after the mans death de-
clared that a shrek came from the WIN
dow as from soul in agony and that he
distinctly heard the slow measure of the
chant He fed in terror and aroused his
neghbors All of them were firmly con-
WINGED that they saw through the open
window the dim light of candies the SOM
her hoods of monks and the white sur
plices of priests. If you ask then about
il they will tell you the story with bated
breath But they don't like to speak of
II. They move about here as If they were
under the influence of some terrifying
idea. I was lying on the grass down there
one afternoon last summer reading a book
when the sound of voices rea ched. my ear.
l looked up lazily and saw two colored
men walking over the hill. AS soon as
they caught sight of the house a spell
seemed to come over them. They broke
out into a strange cultural chant, monot-
onous, but with an eerie cadence in 1t.
They kept this up until they disappeared
from view, all the while casting furtive
glances at the house.
Another GrewsOme House.
Another one of our show places Is In
Alexandria, near the river II was I'M
known as a haunted house until a few
years ago, when a family from Washing
ton moved in and told strange stories of
1t. They awoke in the middle of the night
and saw a light in the other room They
heard mems voices raised in angry aler-
cation and a woman's shrieks. The ten
ants of the house al first thought some
trick was Being played on them. They
Investigated, but as soon as the door OF
their room was opened the light went out
and the voices subsidized. They went back
to bed and tried 90 sleep. The Light re-
appeared. The rest OF the night they
sat up, half frightened out of their wits
In the morning they told of their expert
ence. As none of their neighbors had
ever heard anything mysterious about
the house before, they were slow 90 be-
lieve il and ware inclined to look upon 1t
a fairy tale Finally, 1t reached che
ears OF an old tugboat captain, who had
been living here for years. He shook his