The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1901-07-03

cltu mat she saw pale. beautiful wo-
mans face sharp with anguish at the
loss of her only child.
The bells tolled II At the signal
there was an uprising of sounds from
tue great city. Voices rose up in wild
cries. sunshots snapped aud cracked,
and cannon reverberated heavily
through the night But these were
without They interested the people
generally. They made no Impression
ON the old woman individually. She
slept on. until crash, rush! bang! roar!
crash, and she awoke to find that the
end of the world had come and that
she was already In pandemonium. The
place was filled with the smoke of pow
der The cracking and crashing were
terrific. The fearful noises came from
everywhere below, above, all about
her The smoke grew dense and envel.
oped her 1t sutfocated and choked
her
A demoniac shrek, derIsive, mock
Ing, mingled with her own startled
cries. She spraug to the floor, but her
bare feet touched fire and were blls-
tered. Evidently the gates of hades
were opened and the devil already had
possession of her, Yes, there was one
OF af,i his captured souls now. sheatlx ""s
| dancing madly back and forth, 10 and
fro, across that narrow shaft Of light.
1t turned aud twisted aud writhed.
Sparks Of fire seemed to emanate from
1t at every moment and explosive
sounds TO come from It's presence. Ever
and anon great blotches Of fire shot
upward from the waving hands and
struck the low ceiling with crash
like the crack of doom. Horrors, the
great creature came nearerl
Contest Confess it Kissed. 1t
glided 10 the door and swung 1t Wide.
Go forth aud confess" And 1t laugh-
ed again, swinging Its spectral wind
ing sheet TO and fro In awful glee. The
old woman gave one high pitched
scream and rushed and stumbled out
into the black hallway.
The explosion In her room had called
ing, lights flashed here and there as
pale faees peefed from their doorways.
and the place was rapidly filled with a
swarm OF witnesses. Into the presence
OF these the frightened old woman
rushed, the phantom close at her heels
II do confess! | confess everythingp
she shrieked. Yes, yes. Laura is the
child OF Mary Marsdenl l stole her!
| am Harriet Careyl It's all true! oh,
good ghost, save me. oh. save meP
The paperp Missed the ghost,
clutching Mt the old woman's arm with
clawllke fingers. The birth paperm
She shrleked In new terror I'm the
little tin boxw she gasped. Laura
knows-the one keep lockedP' Then
she fell falnting to the floor. In the
midst of the confusion that followed
the ghost slipped quietly back Into her
room and vanished. only the narrow
shaft OF light revealed the escape of
tho sheet wrapped form out through
the window; only the walls heard the
muttercd words "A cyclone or All
earthquake might do the businessp as
the phantom figure crept In at another
window aud was again swallowed up
by HE gloom
~ lien The -0razg. II ssla1-nf- LIZ. early I uly
morning crept stealthily INTO the Ole
tenement honse, II rested very softly
on Spoek fast asleep in his wretchet
bed The old sheet which covered hin
was burned In places aud more soilet
than ever. II that were possible III.
fingers We're blackened with powder
and his thin face looked very white 1t
the gray light But there fingered Oh
1t no traces of "a midnight revc On the
contrary. II was unusually peaceful
aud oyelspread with a shadow Of con
tent. Poor Spooh Faithful Spook
He smiles In his dreams. Happy Spook
Already some bright foreshadowlng
Of the future Is shedding It's golden