The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1901-04-27

know Mr. Cowley Will never be mad
enough to live here The house is like
wen"
Don't fear. mamma replied Cath
arine with an air of composed certain
~ that was peculiarly provoking TO
Rose. BY the time papa has had to
so without breakfast and dinner once
or twice. because the chimney Will not
draw, he will be ready enough to go
away Men may be stoics and ascot
les and philosophers in theory easily
enough But an their fine doctrines
80 to the wall, observe, when their
stomachs come in question"
As she spoke. they drew up before
their new home. and even Rose was
Obliged to confess i'm her own heart
that it might have been a pleasanter
one, when she looked up at the fast
closed door. and the~blank range Of
dusty windows Mrs. Cowley groaned
again. The place was even worse than
she thought. and she was wicked
enough TO pray secretly for a fit of the
oNANf va "a Nih4AA NMAMht VI AMMAUakOa
which should lay her lord and master
fiat or his back. and thus enable her
to take him to Brighton-to town.
even-rather than TO this modern
Castle Of Udolpho," which shocked
her almost more by its outward dirt
apd discomfort than by the ghostly
tenants which it held within.
Now, my dear, let me help you.
Jump out. Rose. and see which Of us
viii find the haunted chamber first,
said Mr. Cowley. coming to the door
Of the fly. his round, red face beaming
with delight at the evident trepida-
tion OF his wife and eldest daughter.
Jump out and see how you like your
future home You are as good as the
lady of the manor now Mrs. c. What
do you think Of that? Did you ever
expect to attain to such dignity. even
in your widest dreams of the future?'
4 certainly never expected to come
to such place as this" said Mrs.
Cowley, piteously, as she left the fly.
Queer old den isn't it. my love?"
Very queerl"
But l dare say you will like It in
time. 1t is fine airy place, l can see.
Catharine. you will have cheeks like
cabbage-roses in no time"
Papa you cannot think Of living
herel" said that young lady in dismay.
Can't l, my dear? But I do, and |
for this very reason--the world is get
ting far too romantic and fanciful to
suit me. What with spiritualists and
table-turning. and men who float in |
the air. and men who see things in a
crystal, and Haunted houses. and seers /
who make almanacs and all the rest OF I
it, England seems to be going stark .
mad I used to give my countrymen .
a little credit for common sense, but | \
can scarcely recognize them now. and /
hold that any one who makes a firm 4
stand against this new-fangled nom
sense is a public benefactor mean I
10 do it, and to make you do it too /
For this reason take this house,
which the silly idiots about here say
is haunted Not one among them dare
come near the place III show them
that I'm not afraid to live here And
then. perhaps. they will come to their
senses again. and learn that people in
the other world are glad enough to get
quit of this. Ghosts. indeed, have no
patience with such nonsense
But. papa. if they Gomez suggested
Rose, with a timid glance at the close
shut house.
III they do. I'll pinch their noses
with the tongs!" said Mr. Cowley. sol
emnly. and Rose burst out laughing.
But, papa" said Catharine. the
house is so DAMP"
Damp? Nonsensei 1t is as dry as
a bone. Don't you see that it stands
on the top of a hill? How could the
water get up here. should like to
know"
4 am sure Il does, and you will have
lumbago and mamma rheumatism and
Rose a sore throat and a perpetual
influenza. Dear papa. do give up this
scheme and take rs to Brighton in
stead"
"Oh. yes. I think / see myself doing
ti' was the grim reply Take you
10 Brighton to wear a pork-pie hat
ln the sands. and show your ankles on
he pier No Brighton for you at pres
snt miss. You viii stay here and do
your fellow-countrymen a service. If
you please. By disabusing their minds
lf a stupid prejudice. by means Of your
1wn experience. Driver. have you got
he key to this door2
Here it is. sir. said the man. But
be fell to the rear after presenting IL.
he was a lad Of nineteen and had
heard too much Of the place not to
leep at a respectful distance during
he first moment OF investigation.
This lock has not been oiled since
he year T." said Mr.. CoWley. puning
md blowing as be tried to turn the
key. Hang the thing. how il sticks.
Bear hand here. my good fellow. will