The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1901-09-26

nonsense"
Tim had Just been down to the city,
where he had attended n full-Hedged
spiritual meeting, and he was stronger
In his belief than ever, and had many
wonderful things TO relate.
When George Cowee arose to go that
night he said to them
Il am going away to-morrow-out
West" Then he added mlschlevously,
slyly winking at John. Tim. If am
killed before return l will let you
know 1t through the spirit. l win rap
on the headboard OF your bed at night.
Spirits are always around at night, and
shall rap very softly at first, then
louder than a bass drum, so that you
will know that 1t is l. George Cowee,
and no matter what 1t is, you must
hasten here to Johns house and tell
him. | am sure that II he believes It
he will at once be converted to your
views"
Just then an old clock upon the kitch-
en- shelf struck ten, and the young man
added.
"Ah, John, that you may also know
that l have passed away, | viii ring
that clock. / will ring it for an hour.
and wake you and your wife up and
keep you awake the whole time"
George Cowee was only testing, and he
smiled as he bade the old men good-by
The next day he went West
Weeks and months went by, and
nothing was heard from him.
1t was now the beginning of May.
As there was much horseshoeing to
be done In the sprlngtlme Tim was
kept very busy. John Davis was also
hard at work. On Tuesday, May 4
John had plowed all day, and when
night came he was unusually tired and
went early to bed.
In the middle of the night he and his
wife were awakened by the striking of
the clock in the kitchen. They thought
1t was 10 O'clock. hut the clock did not
stop when 1t had struck twelve, but
struck on and on.
What In thunder ails that clock 2
he exclaimed, and he got up and went
into the kitchen. He shook the old
clock, hut It would not stop ringing
He took it down from the shelf and
laid 1t on its back upon the kitchen
table, but he could not stop it from
striking. 1t rang fully an hour, until
John was tempted to throw it out into
the yard; then 1t ceased as suddenly
as II began, and was as quiet as a
mouse.
"The old clock is worn out" John
said 81 must get another one" and
he returned to his bed and slept
1t was hardly daylight when he
heard a team driving into his yard.
Going to the door he beheld his old
friend Tim. Tim was all excitement
and his voice trembled as he called out
to John from his buggy:
Did your clock ring in the night
last nighty"
"Well-yes," John answered; but
how did you know that"
Tim cried:
Don't you remember George Cowee.
and what he told us about his spirit
manlfesting itself to us? If you don't
do, and | am sure George Cowee is
deadr'
NONSENSE John cried; THE young
rascal is probably alive and klckingl"
Nonsense or no nonsense" Tim said.
IL believe he is dead, for all night
could not sleep. About - o'clock. when
| was thinking about the spirits. there
came rap upon the headboard Of my
bed, family at first. and then when |
asked II 1t was George Cowee's spirit,
such n humping and humping you
never heard. 1t was louder than a bass
drum. AS soon as daylight l made
haste to come to you
'IIa. ha, haw laughed John; you
had the nightmare SUR, enough" he
said. But Tim sadly shook his head
He knew it was the spirits"
Come down to my shOp this after
noon ana we win talk about It," Tim
said as he drove away.
That afternoon John went down to
the shop.
Not because | want to talk about
ghosts" he said. but to have Tim put
new shoe on my mare"
AS Tim worked on the mares foot
they fell to talking, and naturally the
conversation drifted to the strange
events of the previous night.
BEFORE they had finished talking
about the rappings on Tins head
board Mr.. MaXon, the station agent,
came into the shop, and he held in his
hand a folded paper.
Il saw your wagon out here, Mr..
Davis" he said, "and thought if you
We're going right home l could get you
to deliver this message that has Just