The Washington herald., 1912-03-03
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knight l thought, Dicks ancestress
from the time OF King Henry the
Eighth
"As the music swelled into burst Of
harmonious ecstasy, my spirit was
soothed with the 1oveliness of the notes.
The voices created a paean of melody
and a most bewitching fragrance per-
meated the small sanctuary. Then,
from the ceiling, il seemed, came voice
OF sweetness and calm rcpose. 1t said,
Peace, gentle lady, peace to you and
yours. The good knight is safe and
will soon return. Your fervent prayer
has been answered and bid you return
no more until pressing need compels.
Again, peace to you and to all of yours
The light was Immediately extin-
guished. The lady, too, no longer knelt
in silent devotion by my side, and only
the hickering glimmer of my candle
lighted the now cherries place of wor-
ship. So, quickly rising, | went back
70 my own room, said goodnight to my
faithful maid, and was soon wrapped
in the sweetest of slumber.
Next day | decided to tell no one Of
my experience, for my host had said
that it was a harmless ghost, and so,
indeed, ] found il to have been. | was
curious TO know more about this sad
spirit. hoped TO have the pleasure Of
seeing her again. trusted that before
my tortnights stay was over / could
once more view this regal form and per-
haps see the lovely face beneath that
veil. Ii was evident that she had been
deeply enamored with some noble
knight, and | would have given all that
l possessed to hear the story of her
affair from her own lips; SC / deter
mined to ask her her name, should /
ever have the good fortune to see her
again
THAT afternoon I enticed my host,
the adorably lazy Dick, to show me
book in which there was a history OF
his family.
WANT to read about the old people,
eh /? he asked me. Here, down here is
all about EN- from the time of the Con-
queror. They were rascally robbers at
frst and devils in fight. Lots of his
tory about this old Keep. Hot times
here in the old days, can tell you
Il was soon absorbed in the volume
and had read through somes pages be-
fore l came to my probable spirit-an-
Montague Glen-Allen, daughter of Sir
William Montague Glen-Allen, be-
trothed to Sir Archibald Ladd McCren-
ley, of Castle Taymore. The latter was
killed when on a border raid, and the
lady subsequently married Sir Nigel
belmont, Burgundian. By him she
had two children. He also was killed
stabbed in a duel-and the lady died in
her old home, where she. had come to
see her father. Hal now / grew more
interested in the narrative. 1t ran, A
strange thing happened after the death
of this noble lady That night, although
closely guarded, her body disappeared
and no trace Of her fair form was ever
discovered. Ii was thought that the re-
mains were carried off by her husbands
relatives, who, on account of the family
honor, did not want them to be buried
with her own people This engendes.5>
bad feelings between the two families,
which resulted in the eventual return
Of the lady's children, who married and
lived in Scotland
so my dear ghost had had an event.
ful life, and II was no wonder to me
that her spirit was restless in death.
Could it be that she had been buried,
after all. in the family crypt? felt
sure that il would have been marked,
and there was no grave there with such
a name. Perhaps this husband of hers
had been killed in duel over his fair
wife? Who knew? Perhaps she had
been forced to marry this gay Bur-
gundian9 Perhaps he had carried her
away by forcel Those were rough,
hard days, and hot blood coursed more
quickly than now. Swords swung more
freely and love was fierce and passion
ate. ! only hoped that this mystery
could be cleared and that would have
an opportunity OF unraveling this curl
Gus affair.
Nothing happened that night, nor
the next 1t was not until the third
night that again had an experience Of
an uncanny nature. l had, as usual, re-
tired early, had been into the little sane
tuary, had seen nothing, and had begun
to read myself to sleep My maid had
requested that l allow her to go to
servants dance, so she was not in her
room. ] did not expect her in until
late