The Union times. [volume] (Union, S.C.) 1894-1918, 1902-06-20

yell do weel to TAX shelter" said
I. Get ye in to the fireside, lass, and
seek what cheer 20 can, for deed there
be clouds and rain bath inside and
oot at Glenhaugh this nicht."
It'll heed yer advice" said she, "for
feel the spits o. rain on my face. So
a guid nicht to We, Master Gillicuddy."
And as she spoke she hurried up the
approach and left me standing in tho
gloom alone.
The rain was still flying on each gust
Of wind when later went up the ap-
proach to the house. and when had
got there heard 1t pattering on the
paved courtyard. Before entered the
house stopped to look up at the sky,
stretching black overhead, and to lis
ten to the wrack Of the night. A steady
~murmur Of wind and seething of dis
tant rain came down from the hills,
and far away, up the slopes back of
Glenhaugh. could hear the ripping
and gurgling Of mountain streams set
ting In to make night of 1t. All, but
1t was q night Of gloom, and when I
looked in the murk toward the hills
where the storm was brewing and
gathering pictured the terrors Of the
night deep in the hollows Of the glen,
with the groaning Of woods and the
shrieking of winds in the eerie soli-
tudes where the wrath of st. Cuthbert
guarded the calrn. Like a solitary
spirit Of the gloom, 1 stood listening,
while the night uttered it's voices to
me, and behind me the house Of Glen
haugh, engulfed in shadow, slept under
the black sky, lulled by the wind and
the rain.
Suddenly saw before me not three
PAGES away figure blacker than the
night emerge out Of the dense midnight
gloom and glide toward me. At the
sight of it my flesh began to creep and
my pulse to beat with terror. I was
about to utter cry and fee before 1t
when was stayed by a whisper,
husky and trembling.
"Ah, but it's pitiless nicht, n hard
and pitiless nicht for n body o. my
years to be abroad in. haze come a
weary road to see ye, Master Gill
cuddy."
I knew the voice. 1t was Tibbie
Jamieson's, and I cried:
"And what brings ye here at sic a
time and on sic nicht?'
"Wheest, man!' she said, drawing
close to me, and in the shadows there
was something uncanny and fearsome
in her presence that made me fear her
beyond words. "Wheestv' she whis.
pered. "I've something to say to ye
that is M for ither ears. Come near
to me, for 1t maun ma be heard by
tther ears that MIGHT be listening
Come ava frae the hoose."
"I'll just do fine where I am,"
said, drawing back from her and wish.
ing myself safe indoors with the rest
of the Glenhaugh household.
Listen to me-" she said. I'm no
here for naught at sic an hour and in
sic de'il's weather. Ye maun hearken
to me, or there will be waur than rain
to IA the NIGHT"
Speak oot, woman! What mean
YEP I said.
She came close to me and, putting
forth her trembling hand, took me by
; the sleeve, and, reaching forth her face
SO near to mine that could see in the
blinking hall light her hollow eyes and
sunken cheeks, she whispered in q
voice Of secrecy awful to hear:
II hae a message for ye."
"A message2 And frae whatna body
is it?" I asked, feeling her trembling
grip on me.
She clutched me tightly and, bringing
her face near to mine, whispered in
my ear:
"a message frae my lady-she that
was my lady O. Glenhaughw
Her words sent qualm Of terror
over me, and I drew away from her
as If her grip were the touch of the
dead.
"Awa' wi We, ye fearsome woman!
1 gasped. "My lady's in her grave"
"Wheestr' she said "She's bach
again, and gin ye come WI me ye'l
hae speech WI her"
"In the name o. God" 1 cried, "are u
mortal that speaks to me? My lady
Gamma come frae her grave"
"Hoots, man," she said; "hearken to
me. I'm mortal like yerself', for a the
Ill that's said O. me. My lady ne'er
: went to the grave. hae seen her wi
these cen o mine and hae spoken to
her, aye, and hae come frae her this
nicht to bid ye gang to her. She's back
at Glenbaugh n living woman and a
puir, broken hearted woman and sick
woman, and this is the word she
speaks: Gang and bring Gillcuddy to
me an he wad speak to NC. Here,
man, is bit Of paper was TO pit into
yer hand as token" She held in her
hand a piece of crumpled paper and
took It.
Gang to the licht WI It," she said,
"and I'll bide here till ye come back
but, mind, no man Is to ken o. this but