Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1904-07-21
Copyright, 1908. by Lee and shepardJ

away" be asked.
"Why, no. answered Angie, curious
at once. and knowing Ne-er never
asked question without an object,
there are no such things as ghosts"
"Wus it Amzi come back n peekin'
in, do We think?
NO that isn't possible came the
sober answer.
"Wus it n lniun. 90 We s'pose?"
"rhere are no Indians about here
responded Angie. with aroused sus-
picions ana looking sharply at Meier.
1T might have been a bad bc-, |
know. dressed mp as an Indian. Who
do you think it was?'
Meier knecling on the ground
looked furtiyelv up AT Angie, and then
suddenly lccame absorbed in his
search for nuts.
81 dunno who twas" he said. "thout
twas a ghost Folks say twas, n the
mill is haunted | wouldn't so thar
after dark. would yon?'
Angie. knowing Nelcr full we'll,
made no response. feeling sure some
admission would follow if she waited.
For n few moments he paved away at
The rustlins leaves, and then looked
up at Angie asain.
Say. Angie" he said, won't ye
never tell nobody if 7 tell We suthin?"
no. Nezcr" she answered seriously.
Hope ter die?'
"Hopc to die"
"iiope the buegers II carry ye of
if We do?"
Then Meier, having thus sealed her
lips. arose.
Come with me-" he said. n I'll show
You suthin'," and he led the way into
the woods.
For quarter mile Angie followed
him in-o the forest until a dar, thickct
Of hcm.ocks, choked with boulders,
was entered, and here he dropped
prone TO earth beside one. and reach
ing into a crevassc ben ath it, drew
forth bundle. and, undoing it. held
up the hidcous mask and hoad-dresi
of Scar Face
For a moment he grinnod at Angie
ana lh"N pun lh'li NIl' N'ul" ~ VI
skecrod now ter meet me arter DARK
he queried.
1t was such naive and N"zer-LNc
way OF confession that, in spite Oh
the recent tragic event, Angie almoS
laughed.
And 50 YOU are responsible for tn.
awfu! Happenings, Sh" SAID as stormy
as She could Now hnoW what M
allied YOU for week, amt am SIa(
AMI" gave YOU loo'lla, |on deSerN1'
worse medicine.
II wash uttered with cohNlh'In'
force. however, ana when N'I'rs iac
emerged from the mask, II" looked boil
proud and relieved.
81 pose they'd put me IN JAIL J
twas found out he said. as he hl'
q the mask again, and led III" way on
of the woods lyon don IL thlnh they
hang me. do We, Angie?
This time Angie had 10 laugh.
Nov tell me all about it, Meier,
she said 1--WE promised to keep you
secret. and WILL And when the Dor
der Of the woods was reached, she sa
on the leaf-carpetcd ground and lis
tened for an hour to Nezcl's recital O
his exploit.
And of the two, It is certain he en-
joyed the telling the more.
1T was an awful thing to do, Meier,
Angie asserted when the tale was tolC
and I'm glad il isn't on my conscienc,
If you don't quit moping around til
way you have. however and act mai
ural, all Groenvale will guess you
secret before long"
But Meier was cured already, an
when the lowering sun had starte
. them homoward, he was almost hilaI
ous in his 10y. On their way the
passed Martins fish-pond. and here
surprise awaited Angie. for the lon
narrow laholet lay smiling and gent
: rippled in the autumn nteeZe, "A thi
sheet of water nOurod over the wei
built dam, and beside the pond al
sheltered BIZ a tree-cruHned hilloc
= stood a tiuy cottage with wide Verand
/ with almost the delight Of possossio
g "Uisn's so old an umblcdoWn. Mari
built this fer him ter watch the pom
- so us bows wouldn't DO ketchin II
I trout. wouldnt." he added, with a
tonishing frankness, FER ketch
lee moron 200 on 'em ter put in, n 9
G ten cents apiece"
II was evident Martin had won n
i GERS heart. and as Angie pnaDed in