Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1903-02-27

houses, but have never had the privi-
lege of being chosen
"'Well, said my friend, with
chuckle, you will have chance of
seeing one tonight, anyway"
"Jim sat up at once, his eyes shining
with excitement. 'Where?' he cried.
'Where?'
"'Ilave you never heard the story of
the Midland MailY' Eighty years ago
it ran away just outside Birmingham,
and went into the river about half
mile below this house. OF course, l
myself don't believe in that sort of
foolishness, but they do say that this
night every five years it comes racing
up the main road, with old Jem Hollis,
the driver, on the box, pulling his
soul out in a last effort to stop the
horses, the guard blowing his horn
and the passengers all hanging on to
their seats, shrieking with terror"
81 thought Jim would go off his
head with excitement.
so, but this is splendid,' he cried.
Splendid! What time does the ap-
partition appear"
ENoIhC dboub lSu IL
is supposed to be due. 1t seems to
turn up any part of the road, judg-
ing from the accounts of the people
who declare that they have seen it,"
"'We must leave at once shouted
jim, turning to me. 1t is a quarter
past now.'
"'Hang it ALL 1 objected; 4 don't
want to see the thing; / had much
rather not
But Jim wouldn't hear of my stay
ing behind, and even tried to persuade
my friend to come some part of the
way with us.
What are you going to do when you
see it?'
"'Ride into it, said Jim, getting on
to his, bike.
"'Well don't hurt it. Good night
and good luck to you both
"Gentlemen, we started off. 1t was
bright starlight night and the moon
lit up the white road before us as
plainly as though it had been day.
Jim kept on muttering to himself, and
staring out ahead for some sign of
the coach.
care you really going to ride into
it, Jim?' 1 asked.
"'Rather!' he said; right into the
middle
"'You had better not answered;
ghosts are funny things
'Nonsense! Fancy the glorious
sensation of going slap through
coach and four!"
"'Just as you like 1 said it doesn't
seem to appeal to me, so 1 shall get off
when | see it coming
eve rode on for another mile or so
in silence, and / was just beginning
to think how disappointed poor old
Jim would be if nothing turned up,
when suddenly, far off in the distance,
we heard the faint rumble of an ap.
preaching vehicle.
"Listen!' said Jim.
''We jumped off and stood in the
middle of the road, as still as death.
Nearer and nearer it came, and above
| the beat of the horses and the rolling
of the wheels, we could plainly hear
the sound of people shouting.
"Jim was painting with excitement
as the noise became louder and louder.
"'Look!' he yelled; Iook!'
"And, sure enough, over the brow
of the opposite hill came the coach.
For one second it stood out against
the sky, and then thundered madly
down the slope.
"'Comei on!' cried Jim, jumping on
to his bicycle.
"I might as we'll have spoken to the
road.
"With his legs over the handles and
waving his cap in one hand Jim shot
down the hill to meet it.
son came the coach, swinging from
side to side, the old driver making
desperate efforts to steady his runa-
way team. / could see the terror
stricken faces of the passengers, and
the horror of the guard as he held on
to his seat and blew one frantic blast
upon his horn.
'Faster and faster went jim, closer
and closer drew the coach, and at
last, still waving his cap triumphant
ly in the air, he plunged right into the
very middle of It'll"
There was long pause.
"And how did he describe his sensa-
tions?" l asked.
"He didn't"
"Didn't?" we echoed, with an inter-
rogative ring in our voices.
"No-you see, it happened to be
real coach and four that had run away
about two miles down the road, and
poor old Jim went into it a bit too hard
to be able to give any account of his
sensations afterwards. Poor old jim!
/ was terribly cut up about it. He
was nice little fellow-a bad actor
but a nice little fellow"
And, shaking his head in sad man
ner, the tall man rose and left the
| room.-Black and White.