The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1902-06-26
By Fred M. Uhite
CHAPTER XVI.
Margaret Sees a Ghost.

Henson had not come down yet, and
the rest of the servants had retire
some time before. williams came 10
do anything more before he went 10
bed
Just one thing" said Enid. THE
good dogs have done their work well
tonight nut they have not quite An
ished. Find Rolo for me. and bring
him here quick. Then you can shut up
the house, and 1 will see that Mr.. Hen
son is made comfortable after his
fright"
The big dog came presently. and fol-
lowed Enid timidIy up stairs. Appar-
emily the great, blackmuzzled brute
had been there before. as evidently he
knew that he was doing wrong. He
crawled 1long the corridor until h,
came to the room where the sick girl
lay. and here ne followed Enid. The
lamp was turned down low as Enid
glanced at the bed. Then she smiled,
family, yet hopefully.
There was nobody in the room. The
patient Dtu was eH1plyF
cit works WE'LL" Enid said. May Il
go on as IL has been started. Lie
down, Roilo: lie there good dog. If
anybody cones in, tear him to pieces"
The great brute crouched down obs-
diently, humping his tail on the floor
as an indication that he understood. AS
II load had been taken from her
mind, Enid crept down stairs She had
hardly reached the hall before Henson
followed her. His big face was white
with passion: he was trembling from
head to foot with fright and pain.
There was red rash on his forehead
that by no means tended to improve
his appearance.
What "a the nearing of this?" he
demanded. hoarsely
Enid looked ut him coolly She coul1
afford to do so now. All the danger
was past and she felt certain that She
events OF the evening we're unknown to
him.
81 might ask you the same question:
sh esaid "You look white ard shaS-
en-: you might have been thrown vio-
1ently into heap of stones But
please don't make n noise. 1t is not
fitting now. Chris"
Enid hesltated; the rravarication di1
not come as easily as she had expected.
"Chris has gone" she said. "She
passed away an hour ago"
Henson mutter ID something that
sounded like consolation He could be
polite and suave enough on occasions,
but not tonight. Even philanthropists
are selfish at times. Moreover, mis-
nerves were badly shaken end he want
eo stimulant badly.
IT am going to bed" Enid said,
YEARLY. "Good night"
She went noiselessiy up stairs, and
Henson passed into the library. He
was puzzled over this sudden end ~
Christiana Henson. He was half-in-
clined to believe .hat she was not lead
at all; he belonged to the class of men
who believes nothing without proof.
Well, ne could easily ascertain that for
himself. There would be quite time
enough in the morning.
For long time Henson sat there
thinking and smoking. as was his usu-
al custom. Like other great men, he
he'd his worries and troubles, and that
they were mainly of his own making
did not render them any lighter. So
long as Margaret Henson was under
the pressure II his thumb money was
no great obje,t. But there were other
situations where money was utterly
powerless.
Henson was about to give 1t up as a
bad JOB for the night, at any rate. He
wondered bitterly. what his admirers
would say II they knew everything. He
wondercd-what waa that?
Somebody creeping about the house,
somebody talking in soft, though dis
xsyE lob
tected that sound instantly. He slip
red into the hail. Margaret Henson was
there, with the remains OF what had
once been n magnificent opera cloak
over her shoulders.
How you startled mel" Henson said
irritably. why don't you go TO bed?''
Enid looked over the balustrade from
the landing. wondering, also, but she
kept herself prudeutly hidden. The
first words that she heard drove an the
blood from her heart.
ct cannot" the feeble. moaning voice
said. "The house is full of ghosts; they
haunt and follow me everywhere. And
Chris is dead, and have seen her sprl-
It,"
80 I'm told" Henson said with
brutal callousness. What was the
ghost like?"
'Like Chris. All pale and white, with
q frightened look on her face. And she
was all dressed in white. too, with a
cloak about her shoulders. And just
when I was going TO speak to her she
turned and disappeared into Ends
bedroom. And there are other
ghosts"
"One at a time, please" Henson said
grim's 80 Christiana's ghost passed
into >Ier sisters bedroom? You come
and sit quietly In the library, while
Investigate matters"
Margaret Henson complied, in her
dull mechanical way, and Enid few,
like lash of light, to her room. An
other girl was there-a girl exceeding
~ like her. but looking wonderfully
pale and drawn.
That 9end suspects" Enid said.
SHOW unfortunate II was that you
should meet aunt like that. Chris, you
must go back again Fly to your own
room and compose yourself. Only LET
him see you lying white and stili, there
and ne must be satisfied"
Chris rose, with a shudder.
And X the wretch offers to touch
me-" she rnoaned. "If he does"
HE will not He dare NOR ETaov o,