The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1901-06-01

diately made inquiries from all whom
they knew concerning his disappear-
ance.
Harry confessed to having met his
cousin at the ball. but denied any
knowledge of meeting him thereafter.
or holding conversation with him.
The cave-holes. and everywhere
else, were searched but all to no pur-
pose. No tidings could be gotten of
him after he left the ball. So the
matter of his disappearance grew to
be one of those mysterious things or
the world. The whole row mourned
the loss. George was a noble FELLOW.
In short time. after Agnes Joice
had recovered her Composure, Harry
Trescore began paying her his at
tentions. She received him kindly,
yet with an Indifference he could not
understand. nor did she care to eX-
plain.
She only cared for him because he
was Georges cousin--not for him
self.
He was willing 10 accept the little
love she could give, with the hopes
that time would. probably. effect Il
change in her nature. granting to him
the whole of her love.
He did not understand her-never
did.
The summer was wearing away
one evening, after work. a group of
men wore standing at the top of the
slope. One. Jerry Pierson, was doing
the talking: he told a long story and
ended with: Gentlemen, will
never go up that gangway again!"
"Ha. ha, ha!' broke from the lips
of the crowd
you're trying to scare u.s. said
Nick Rrenner, who was pump run
ner. and he considered himself one of
the bravest men in the mine-he was,
to hear him talk.
The crowd broke up and all went to
their homes.
The story of a ghost in the slope was
that evening the sole topic.
Every man felt fear creep over
him, while going down the slope the
next morning. Nothing was seen or
heard, and in few days the story
was almost forgotten,
Jerry Pieison kept his word. gave
up his place rather than work in the
east gangway. Another took it;
worked it for IA week His story was
in substance the same as Jerry's.
Another abandoned it after two
days.
After this it was impossible to find
any one willing to go in the place at
all.
The miners in that end of the mine
began complaining of missing every
thing laid out of their hands. The
depredatons spread to other parts.
Nothing was exempt. No one seemed
able to locate or capture the Offend
erS.
Chaos began her reign.
The men We're continually accusing
one another of stealing and fights
We're taking place every day.
The company was appealed to for II
detective. He came. No good, y
coward
The miners We're almost disheart-
ened. Jerry Pierson moved away,
so did Milton Trescore, the father of
George. A number of houses in the
long row" We're empty and for a
while 1t was expected the slope would
be closed up for good.
The detective was Il complete fail
ure; none of the lost property was re-
covered.
The miners grew in the habit of TAX
lnB tnelr tOolS out, III Oruer 10 nave
them the next day. 1t was bother
some task to be taking these in and
out every day, so the carpenters OF
the company We're ordered to build
tight room, at the foot of the slope,
for their safety
This was al great relief, and much
appreciated. In the meantime the car
penters managed to close entirely the
haunted breast, known as the Pierson.
In few weeks after this the 'Wal-
kerr "Hobbie' and Bruce" were or
dered closed, and little later the en-
tire east gangWay was bratticed up
as much as possible.
This was heavy loss To tEe co.p-
pany, and put number of men out of
work. Yet it was considered the only
thing to do. At this time half the
houses |" ~ "l"Ng row" We're empty.
with no 1rcs ,t ew tenants.
I1n'"' F""scprf api Agnes Joice
We IN ,vinc tEr,o' Agnes father
Ms 'en a job r'.s! !CC. so he would
r. tn AZ 'onG uJ any one could be
found To work inside. Harry's father
had job outside; of course he would
rmaia.