The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1907-03-15

bed. and mourned the lack of variety
in my grsndfather's library | moved
about from shelf to shelf. taking down
sGne book after another, and while thus
lengaged came upon a series OF large
volumes extra illustrated in water col
:prs of unusual beauty They occupied
. lower shelf, and | sprawled on the
Aoor like boy with new picture
hook in my absorption. piling the
great volumes about me. They were
on related subjects pertaining to the
French chateaux.
In the last volume l found sheet
~ white note paper no larger than
my hand. forgotten book mark, as
sumed. and half crumpled II in my fin
gers before noticed the lines OF a
pencil sketch on one side Of IL / car
ned II to the table and spread II out
Il was not the bit OF idle penciIing
y had appeared to De at first sight A
inczle had evidently been followed and
Ithe lines drawn with a ruler. With
lB1ch trifes my grandfather had no
Iduabt amused himself. There was
A1ng corridor indicated, but of this
lcoald make nothing. / studied # for
lssEeral minutes, thinking it might
lhAEe been a tentative sketch OF some
Part Of the house. In turning 1t about
under the candelabrum saw that In
several places the glaze had been
rubbed from the paper by an eraser,
and this piqued my curiosity.
brought a magnifying glass to bear
Upon the sketch. The drawing had
ben made with hard pencil and the
eraser had removed the lead, but a
well defined imprint remained.
] vas able to make out the letters.
n W. y to Ca reference clearly
enough to points Of the compass and
\ distance. The word raVine was
ssrzwied over rough outline OF
doorway or opening of some sort, and
then the phrase:
THE DOOR OF BEwILDERMENT.
Row l am rather an imaginative
person; that is why engineering cap
tired my fancy. It was his efforts
10 make an architect "a person who
gEzrels with women about their
kitchen sinks!) Of boy who wanted
10 be an engineer that caused me to
break with my grandfather. Fate was
busy with my affairs that night. for.
Instead Of lighting my pipe with the
little sketch | was strangely impelled
10 study it seriously.
I drew for myself rough outlines OF
The Interior of Glenarm House as II
had appeared to me. and then l tried
70 reconcile the little sketch with ev-
Ell part OF it.
The Door Of Bewilderment" was
the charm that held me. Ny curiosity
Was thoroughly aroused as to the hid
den corners OF the queer old house.
TUund which the wind shrieked tor
neutingly. / went to my room, put
0a my corduroy coat. took a candle
ard went below. One O'Clock in the
morning is not the most cheering
hour for exploring the dark recesses
q strange house. but | had resolved
10 have look at the ravine opening
-snd determine. II possible, whether it
bore any relation to The Door of Be
Wilderment."
All was quiet in the great cellar:
only here and there an area window
ratified dolorously. | carried tape
line with me and made measurements
Of the length and depth OF the corri-
DIR and of the chambers that were set
Of from IT. These figures entered in
my notebook for further use. and sat
down on an empty nail keg TO reflect.
The place was certainly substantial:
The candle at my feet burned steadily
Win no hint Of draft: but saw no
soiution Of my problem. was losing
lsloep for nothing: my grandfather's
stretch was meaningless. and I rose
ard picked up my candle yAwnina-
Then a curious thing happened. Tne
candle. whose thin name had risen I'M
'uaveringly, sputtered and went OF -
q sudden gust swept IL snrsttDR