The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-03-24

the tenants came in, according to their
ancient custom, either with nv" rents
or excuses from paying the same. Two
farmers, travelling from a long dis
lance, were accommodated with a room
in which to pass the night. They had
an excellent supper, probably the even.
ing In the servants hall was a festive
one, and they then retired to bed.
Some time after one of these farmers
was aroused by his friend much agi-
tated, declaring that he had had an eX-
traordinary dream and feared to sleep
again. 1t seemed to him that the miss
ing page, Dan, as one long dead, came
to his bedside, inploring him, with
tears, to listen to his story and redress
the wrongs done to his memory He
then told how he had interrupted the
butler, with the woman his companion
In the act of robbing the plate chest;
that they then murdered him, carried
his corpse along a path through the
private gardens, and buried it beneath
a yew tree standing near a we'll at the
far end of the pleasaunce. Then, weep
ing, he vanished, and the farmer
aWoke.
His friend, however, babe him take
no heed of the vision, which was no
more than the result of the sources
potent cider However, later on he was
again disturbed by the other, more
terrified than before; for the ghostly
visitor had returned, repeated his
story, solemnly affirmed its truth. en-
treating the man at least to examine
the spot where he lay. The farmer.
starting from his sleep. rejected all his
friends persuasion to remain quiet. re-
fusing again to tempt the uneasy
spirits haunting.
Accordingly, he left the room to pace
the quadrangle outside during the rest
OF the night. In the morning he told
his strange story secretly to the squire.
who was struck by the fact that the
man, never having been in the private
gardens, yet described them exactly. So
the butler was sent on an errand. and
IN his absence the master. guided by
the dreamer, and accompanied by two
gardeners with spade and pickax, went
to the yew tree and began to dig.
For some time nothing was found. so
that the squire, scoffing at his tenants
dreams, was about to give up the
search when the spade rang against
something metallic and the digger,
STOPPING down, drew from the earth a
silver badge which all present recog-
nized as that formerly worn by the un-
lucky page, bearing the arms of his
mistress family. Then a skeleton came
to light, and the discovery was COM
plete. When the butler returned from
bis expedition he was suddenly con-
fronted with these proofs of the pages
death. He Immediately fell upon his
knees and confessed his crime, for
which he was afterWard hanged at
Bodmin- The hOusekeeper had left her
service some time before, and could no
longer be traced.
One evening an elderly oaptIa,oor
riding homeWard alone from Launce-
ton to Wadebridge, was set upon and
killed by ruffians, who afterward fled.
The crime was mysterious, for he had
no enemies in the neighborhood, had
but little money with him at the time,
nor was he in the habit of CARRYING
large sums.
The son Of this unfortunate man was
naval officer, then on board his shin
In the Pacific. On the night of his
fathers death he dreamed that he saw
him riding slowly along the familiar
mOorland road. He also observed two
gypsies hiding in the rough ground.
and. overhearing their conversation,
found that they were lying in wait for
a rich farmer, living near Wadebridge,
who was known to be returning from
market that evening with a great
amount of money. Then he saw that
these men mistook his father for their
Intended victim; spellbound by the
horror Of the vision, he witnessed the
murder and heard the dismay express
ed by the tramps when they discovered
their mistake.
Some time passed away before the
news of his fathers tragic death con-
firmed this foreseeing, and still more
elapsed before he returned to England
Shortly after his return he CHANGED to
be at fair. There, among the crowd,
he suddenly recognized the face of a
gypsy as that of one of the men whom