The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1909-12-02
A Good
Ghost Story
One of ST HaskeH'S Famous Short
Stories Telling of Affinity,
Ghosts and Actions.


$50, on they wint, hand in hand. Love
in the cinter wild ghost on each side,
they gamboled down the little lane like
bhoys wild wac drop of the cratur in
side to set their footsteps dancin'. An
many the auld woman that crost her
self as she seen 'em thripping their way
back to the graveyard beyant the.
knoll"
And Hughey Films wrinkled, old
face, framed in the firer0om door ~ay
split itself from ear to ear as he peeped
from under his grizzly eyebrows at the
engineer and waited for word Of COM
mendstioD.
"Yesi that's a very good story, Hugh
ey," said lanky, solemn. faced Jade
Appelby, as he wiped his hands on
piece of waste, "but's only yarn you
have told. aud even at that it amt in
the same class with an experience had
with love and ghosts, some years ago
when 1 was sidestepping Father Time
and burning the candle at both ends"
had paused at the engineroom door
of the village waterworks aud listened
when heard Hughey taking, but as l
knew his story was ended and there
was another one in sight from Jade, l
stepped inside and produced the open
sesame in the form of a roll of see tied
fnecut, and waited for developments.
The pumps clanked with rhy thmic-
al chug, and the exhaust spit steadily,
but Hnghey went and put few more
unnecessary shovelfuls of coal in the
firebox, and Jade squirted here an d
there from his longnosed oil can, before
they recognized my salutations, or help.
ed themselves to the tempting bribe,
but as this was the usual procedure, l
waited patiently. AS soon as Hughey's
face showed again in the fireroom door
l tipped him the knowing wink and he
caught it without evera culver.
sShure, Jade, me bhoy," said he, "you
was niver beyant the village limits fur
more than thirty days at q time in yur
life. Begorrah, you know no more about
love than haythen, and you wouldn't
know genuine ghost from thoom-
stone"
"My experience has been varied and
extensive" said Jade slowly, as he etnrn-
ed his back on Hughey and ignored his
sarcasm.
"But, now me bhoy," said Hughey
again, "if you knowed a story about
love and ghosts, ye'd been after tellin'
it long ago."
81 have refrained from telling it," said
Jade, "for lack of comprehensive au-
dience, but now that we have an intel.
ligent gentleman present" at
me-"I see no reason for not telling it.
Without further ado three backless
wiredup, old chairs were brought forth
and after hasty survey of the shining
machinery, Jade Appelby told his story
of love and the ghosts.
81 don't suppose you've ever heard OF
Walloopala Island, much less know
WuCiC o0iN AOs AVoy Oll III tIiS
misty ocean, nobody knows where, ex
cept few scientific men, and those wht
have been there. 1t doesn't m tie
what port you sail from, you're bount
to go the same route. The sailing il
good until after you pass the Mahoga
ny Bar, and then if you get by Destruc
tion Reef without wreck you m
drift off into the uncharted seas unit
you come to WalIoopala Island. Lot
of 'em have gone there, but a might,
few have ever come back, and thos
who do come back don t generally wan
to 20 there again."
"Shure, tits fairy story you're givil
U.s." interrupted Hughey, "your ghost
wuz only goblins, and you'll be afte
tellin' us you fell in love wild yerself."
"Nsver mind" said Jade, "this is
true STORY sailed from Boston POI
on the schooner Good r Fellowawith thre