CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1903-05-28

"nu panty ihiieh Ii Anu tn6 cninney
was a ruin. The horse drew up at
the door as il some one was diemount-
ing. and the phantom dog followed
his phantom master within the build
ing.
In another moment the dog reap
peared. 1 saw the phantom leg in the
stirrup again aud the horse started
down the trail ont Of the canon.
Gradually the figure in the saddle be-
came more and more visible. At last
1 saw it plainly. dressed in q common
suit of miners cloth. with the broad
brimmed, lether- belted hat. universal
in the west. AS 1t proceeded down
the trail it became more and more
distinct, till it seemed to be the very
su bstance Of a man, but there was all
ness.
1 followed on at u little distance.
They came now to where the trail
was crowded in against the precipice
by the deep wash of the little stream
that gurgled down the canon. just
where the trail narrowed to mere
bride path, a huge mass Of detached
rock had fallen. As they were pass
ing this. the horse suddenly shied and
fell over the bank. distance Of come
four or five feet. The rider had
been cast off. but with one foot stuck
in the stirrup he WAS dragged after
the horse. The dog had made spring
rs II at the throat of come invisible
foe. The next instant he rolled over
dead.
The impression Of the reality Of the
scene WAS so vivid on my mind that I
ran forward to help the fallen mAu.
What follows passed in an instant.
He WAS unable to disengaRe his foot
from the stirrup. but Jaw him rise
on his knee and struggle for moment
as il beating off some foe. make an
effort. while holding off his as~ailsnt
with one hand. to drew his revolver
with the other. and then sink back
upon his horse with huge dirk stick
ing in his breast.
l saw the blood gush out. and
spraDg over the bank to lift him. bat
the whole thing had vanished.
found myself now trembling from
head to foot. but whether with excite
ment or fear shall not undertake to
determine. The impression Of reality
had overpowered me. I was standing
in the brook and the water WAS gurgl-
ing about my feet. but I was no weak
that I had to sit down for moment
on . boulder In the str am.
The next moment saw the dog and
horse on the trail again making up
the canon rose and followed. We
had gone but few rods when the dog
took into the bushes by the wall of
the canon. scratched the earth for An
instant. and then with whine As
real to my senses as any sound I ever
heard. vanished as II h. sank into the
ground.
The horse proceeded mp the trail
past the cabin and into the pinon
timber. He was little distance
abesd Of me and perhaps ten or fifteen
rods from the trail. when he suddenly
dropped on his knees ~ II shot. and
with q groAn rolled over and vanished.
To describe my sensations ~ this mo.
mept would be TO epitomize the
history Of terror. am simply unabl.
to do it. remember great prickly
sensation all over the surface Of my
body. and r~me,nber scarcely any.
thing else.
Another thing. however. OF equal
interest, pyschologically speaking.
was the momentsry belief, or rather
fear. that I had lost my senses and
WAS = maniac. and that this vision
had only been conjured up In my
disordered brain. covered my face
with my hands. and gradually re-
gained oomposurc. Fear is . sensa-
ton subordinate TO the will. Terror