New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1918-12-08

which l recognized as the one he had
taken from Knowless room, sat in a
chair and began to read in low,
monotonous voice. The language was
Latin, but it was for the most part I'M
ineligible to me.
Nothing happened for a time, and I
was dimly beginning to wonder if the
professor were in his right mind, when
from the distance came a metallic clang.
Nearer and nearer it drew, and then I
heard with it heavy tread on the gray
ell. | sat still with terror while the pro-
lessor read honotonously on, the moon
light catching his spectacles as he moved
his head to some strange rhythm. The
footsteps grew palmer and palmer, slow,
heavy and reluctant footsteps, coming up
little by little to the window. There
they stopped, and then followed a pause
during which | thought I heard a groan
as of man lifting a heavy weight, and
then thud on the floor. | could dis
tlnguish what sounded like the painting
of man. angry and resisting something,
noise. Then the professor stopped read
ing, turned over page and began again
in the same curious Latin, and from the
next room came terrible groan as of
dying man. At this point my nerves
gave way. | jumped up and burst in
the fiimsy bedroom door, and just caught
sight of some white substance floating
by the bed. This I seized, and then
when | came to the professor was
bending over me in the moonlight, and
after a drink of water I felt so much
better that | was able to ask him for
an explanation. He first took me in to
see the body again, and to my amaze
ment the emaciation had disappeared.
Ambrose was just as we had known him
in life, but, alas! still dead. And in
answer to my astonished questions he
gave me the book which he had taken
from Knowles's room. With difficulty I
deciphered the curious characters on the
yellow pages and translated them
And if such spirits, whereof (here
was an illegible name) the Trojan was
one, desire to return to earth, they may
do this once in each hundred years, pro-
vided that one from earth calls them
in the manner hereafter shown; and it
is decreed that the spirit may take sub
stance from the body of him who calls
him unless (here the text was unintel-
ligible). And he who will has power to
send the spirit whence he came, pro-
vided he invoke him as hereinafter
follows
"'Poor Knowles said the professor,
he probably bought this book-an old
volume of magical some secondhand
STALL being a good Latin scholar he
would read it with interest. and, perhaps
in sheer curiosity repeated the formula
of invocation. The doctor may, of
course, be right; the boy may have been
off his head and have cheated with re-
gard to his rowing weight. The clank-
ing we heard may have been due to the
cowl on the chimney. But I was taking
no risks, and repeated the exercising
prayer. What happened, you know as
we'll as l.
Here the dean got up and went to
drawer, from which he took a handful Of
white horsehair. "Brazen helmets with
shaggy horsehair plumes," he quoted.
"You remember that from Homer, de-
scribing the warriors of Ajax? This, -
pointing to the harris what found
in my hand that night. Curiously sug-
gestive it is of Keatss line, large
white plumes are dancing in my eyes,
the line that poor Knowles harped on
the night he died
And that is why we locked the bottom
floor of Bishops Buildings"