Decatur Democrat, Volume 41, Number 39, Decatur, Adams County, 9 December 1897 — Page 11

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Mr- Morley arose from his chair. There was a kindly gleam in his eyes, mid an expression on his face of—sadness, was it? At any rate, there was undoubtedly a touch of sorrow in his voice when he spoke again. It seemed somewhat strange to me at the time. Re had obtained the promise he wished, butitdid not seem to give him the pleasure I naturally expected it would. He extended his hand. “Mr. Conway, you are a man of honor,” he said. “I deem it a favor to shake hands with you. I sincerely hope your innocence may be established. But,” he hesitated here, “do not be over-sanguine. Robberies have occurred before which have ever remained mysteries. I must confess, although I am one of the. trustees and am therefore an interested party, I am not so sure the perpetrators of this last robbery will ever be discovered. There seems to be not the slightest clew to work on. I do not say this to cause you pain, but simply to warn you against entertaining hopes which may never be realized.” CHAPTER V. On the first evening of my occupancy , of the old homestead I recalled Mr. ' Morley’s words and thought with sorrow how much superior his judgment had been to mine. A year had gone by, a year of heartpche, disappointment and unfulfilled " Speak out, I say. or I’ll fire! ” longing, and the cloud had not been lifted from my life. And, oh, I was so homesick for just a glimpse of my dear love’s face. A few days after my interview with Mr. Morley I had received a note from Florence: “Dear Mr. Conway: Father has Informed me of your resolve not to call on me or attempt to keep up the friendship which made me so happy, until you are freed from all suspicion. I appreciate the manliness which prompts you to such a resolve, and I wish to assure you from the- bottom of my heart that t respect and trust you. I know you are Innocent, and shall always believe so. Keep up a brave spirit. The mystery will oe explained and you exonerated. Remember, I believe in you wholly, and shall always remain. Your true friend, "FLORENCE MORLEY." I took the worn note from the locket which I wore around my neck and pressed it to my lips, as I had done many times since its receipt, and I wondered if her heart was still true to the sentiment expressed in it. The harvest moon was resplendent and the white beams came into the window where I set in m v night robe, flooding my white drapery with light. There were no sounds of human life; the world seemed left wholly to the crickets and katydids. With a sigh from the depths of my lonely heart I replaced the note in its receptacle and •rose. Turning from the window, I saw right opposite me, on the other side of the room, a tall white figure. What was it? There it stood, while I gazed spellbound, motionless, mysterious. In a lightning flash of thought Sarah’s forebodings came to me. Then I grasped my pistol, which was lying on the table beside me. “Now, then, if this is a practical joke, intended simply to frighten me, let it stop,” I said. It was with some difficulty, I confess, that my voice was hept steady. ~ | “Whoever you are, speak and explain, or I’ll see if you have substance enough to stop a bullet!” I paused for a reply, but none came. “Speak out, I sav, or, as sure as there >s a God in Heaven, I’ll fire!” I called •gain, and again received no reply. The white thing remained there, in K pite of my threats. After another pause, during which the cold chills 1 chased up and down my spine, I raised ®y arm, took deliberate aim and fired. A rattle of breaking glass followed she report of the pistol, and a dark £pot appeared in the center of the white figure. The flash of the pistol had been reflected back, and in an instant I realized the truth. ttith a scornful laugh and a condemnatory exclamation at my foolishness, I placed the pistol on the table ®nd got j n to bed. . Then a slight scuffling noise, seem’ng to come from beneath, reached my a, id I said, aloud, and with a laugh: < .? stirred up the rats, at any rate.

Hello, what’s that?” I exclaimed, as a < eep, muffled sound, accompanied by a slight jar, immediately followed. It "as as though a heavy door in some distant part of the house had slammed. For quite a time I sat up in bed and listened, but no more unusual sounds followed. Mrs. Snyder’s words concerning mysterious happenings in my house and Sarah’s unreasonable fears for my safety, followed by the two events just mentioned, did have an effect upon me, although the first event was due wholly to an ordinary cause, and the second, the apparent sound of a slamming door, might be, and' probably was, just what it seemed. A gentle night breeze had arisen, and some of the windows in the upper part of the house might have been left open, thereby producing a draught and causing an intervening door to swing shut. True, the sound seemed to come from beneath me. r> then that was probably imagination In the silence of night a sudden noise is rather difficult to locate. How often the most common events, under unfamiliar circumstances, •become inexplicable mysteries! 1 am not of a superstitious make-up, and therefore Sarah’s vague fears did not produce in me a feeling of fright; , but there was a watchfulness about my | senses as though there were “funny things,” to use Sarah’s term, about the I house, which would become apparent in due time. Nestling my head down on the pillow, redolent with the grateful healthgiving aroma of spruce, I closed my eyes. Sleep did not come as quickly as I had boasted to my old nurse it would, and it was some time before my consciousness began to wander into the domain of vague fancies and indistinct ideas which characterize the period between waking and sleeping. Then, almost before my eyes could open, I suddenly sat up in bed and listened with hearing sharpened by the sense of expectancy which had come over me. Out through the silence of my room there came stealing the sound of a voice —but such a voice! Not possessed by any human being, surely! Pitched on a high, quavering tone, and yet so soft and small; so faint, as though borne from a great distance; so plain, as though right at my bedside; bearing no semblance to human tones, but nevertheless undoubtedly a voice; for after a time I could distinguish a word now and then. If there were in the world weird, misshapen little folks like fairies and gnomes, and we could hear their conversation, I imagine their voices would sound like this one to which now I was listening. There was no wonder Mrs. Snyder had been impressed by it, if this were the voice she had heard. Strange indeed, and unnatural, as though not of this world, it seemed to me. A creeping sensation came over me, not exactly like that produced by fear; there was more of awe, of solemnity. about it. The sound of the voice was intermittent. There would be a few words, then a pause, and so on. I could make no sense of the few disjointed sentences. It lasted but a few minutes. Indeed, so brief was the conversation, if that is what it was. there was no time to make an investigation. After a long period of anxious listening 1 settled down again for sleep. And when at last slumber came, it was troubled. Vague, shadowy dreams flitted across my consciousness, and through them all was a sort of premonition of future events, which seemed to have a bearing upon the robbery. The next morning I was awakened bj the sun shining in my face. Hardly had I got my eyes open and my senses I aroused to my new surroundings, when a loud and long-continued thumping on the front door caused me to spring out of bed. Hastily donning a few garments, I went to the door and opened 11 Mrs Snyder was standing there, and an unmistakable look of relief came ( over her face when she saw me. "Veh my! you schleep so sount I vas afrait somesing.de matter!” she said. ••Breakfas’ vas retty long dime alretty. “All right. I’ll be right over and eat it,” I replied. While I was dressing the recollection of the strange voice of the last night came to me. Now, in the broad glare of the forenoon, when all mystery takes flight and the hallucinations of the darkness become trivial, I wondered if my imagination had played me a trick It* seemed as though I had heard the voice in a dream, so unreal d;d the circumstance appear now. I was standing by the huge chimney when again, breaking in upon my thought! came the sound of that mysterious small voice. As on the night before there were no completed sentences; only a word bet Ween pauses of various duration, the sounds Were plainer, however; not louder but more distinct. Here was a mystery indeed, one which did not choose only the shades of nigh „ for its manifestations, but came in the |

daytime, as though possessed of such subtle and unaccountable qualities that it might defy research. After the voice had ceased, and I continued my toilet, the sound of talking, coming from the walk outside, readied me. 1 glanced out of the window, and saw Sarah and Mrs. Snyder again in most earnest conversation. Somewhat surprised to see my old nurse so early in the day, 1 called to her: “Hello, Sarah! What’s the trouble? .What brought you here at this time?” “Ach, Nel, bud I am glad to see you!’’ she exclaimed. “I couldn’t schleep all night.” “Now, that was too bad,” I said. “What kept you awake?” “I vas thinkin’ of you all alone in dis olt house, and so much strangeness aboud it,” the good soul replied, with her honest old face upturned to me. “That was very foolish. Nothing is going to happen to me,” I said, lightly, ' although I was not so sure of it now. When I went outside the two women were still talking, and there was an awe-stricken expression on each face. "What are you two superstitious old girls doing now?” I asked. “Hatching up more mysterious tales?” Mrs. Snyder gravely shook her head, ' as though seriously condemning levity on supernatural subjects. Sarah rested her hand on my arm, and gazed up into my face. There was deep concern in every line of her countenance. “Nel, you come wiz me,” she said, leading the way. I followed around the corner of the house, and she stopped before a window, the shutters of which were closed. “Look!” she exclaimed, pointing toward the shutters. “Mrs. Snyder says dat vas not dere yesterday.” Like those of most Pennsylvania farmhouses, the downstairs windows were provided with solid board shutters. In the center of this particular pair was a small round hole, from the edges of which a few' chips running with the grain of the wood were broken. “Well, what of it?” I asked, hoping that I could avoid giving an explanation, for I was a trifle ashamed of myself for firing at my own reflection. “Somepody shot through de shuttei and try to kill you. maybe. It’s a bullet hole, aint it? On. Nel, didn’t you hear it? Mrs. Snyder heard it from her house, and she look out her vindow and saw a man runnin’ avay down de road. You can’t stay here, Nel. Y’ou go home wiz me.” I could not forbear a smile at Sarah’s fears, but, remembering they were the consequence of the deep affection she felt for me, I checked the frivolous reply which my tongue was about to utter. “Why, bless your dear old loving heart, Sarah,” I said, taking hold of her arm, “come. I’ll explain that, and when you know about it you’ll laugh at me.” The women went along into my room. “You see that window? You remember the shutters were always kept ° WAi ° * fl l\ o Lb\ 7' Ij \\ j 3 0 11 X \\ I• f * IH \ / i ill 0 / l dill Mil ° ‘ brt ARV'S In II I •Tea, and she ao fin* and prout.* closed. Well, I had forgotten all about it last night, and after I was undressed I saw my figure, clad in my white night robe, reflected from the glass. Y’ou women must haw made me somewhat nervous by- your talk while making up my bed. Anyhow, I was a trifle frightened at my own shadow, and fired a bullet at it. So, you see, no one tried to kill me at all. It was only my own foolishness, of which I am heartily ashamed. Now let me get some breakfast, and then we’ll go all over the house to satisfy you there can be nothing in it which could do me harm.” I said nothing about the voices I had heard, nor of the noise like the slamming of a door. There was no use in adding to the inexplicable feeling of alarm which my old nurse felt. As for the man Mrs. Snyder had seen after the shot fleeing down the. road, that was easily explained. If my house had the reputation of being haunted, it was most likely a passerby would have wings to his heels on hearing the report of a pistol about the place. After breakfast we went through the house. I noticed that all the windows were closed. Therefore it was no sudden gust of air that caused the slamming of a door. But nothing was discovered which would give one reason to suppose there was anything unusual about the place. We finally came to the attic, and I looked out of one of the small, windows, first brushing away the curtain of cobwebs. From this height I could see over the orchards. On the brow of Sunset Hill, about half a mile distant, was a large house, evidently quite new. It was a splendid structure for the country-, and I fancied a wealthy- resident of the city had discovered the beauties of Nelsonville and built him a summer residence here. “Whose place is that over on Sunset Hill?” I asked. “Some rich man’s from de city,” Sarah answered. “Do you know his name?” I continued. moved by curiosity. “Veil, I did know. Ach, vhat is it,

now? I forget eferysing soon,” Sarah replied. Here Mrs. Snyder chimed in: “His name, is Morley.” “What?” I exclaimed, in amazement. “Morley? Sylvester Morley?” “I ton’t know his first name,” the old widow answered. “Has he a daughter? Is she here?” “Yes, and she so fine and prout. Ach, and so pretty! Y’es, she is here. Deylive here now in de summer,” continued the old lady, glad for the opportunity of imparting news. “I see dem almost efery day. Dey drife by. And him, de man, ach. vhat a fine shentleman! So tall and straight, such a fine peard, and he looks so prout, too!” The garrulous old widow's description satisfied me. Aly heart beat rapidly. I had come into this secluded place with no thought further from my mind than that I should find Miss ley here. Was there a design of fate in this? And —was she still my true love? Perhaps I should see her; but I remembered my- determination and my promise to her father, and how far I still was from removing the condition imposed on the renewal of our. friendship, and. I hoped, our love. This afterthought filled me with an Impatience to commence some kind of investigation on my own hook. I had had a short interview with Mr. Perry, the president of the. bank, just before my departure for Europe. It had been most unsatisfactory to me, for Mr. Perry- was able to hold out nc hope of immediate relief. He was just as earnest, however, in advising me to still keep on my course of apparent indifference and do nothing in the way of a search myself. Since that interview six months had elapsed, and I had heard nothing from him. I now resolved to take the affair in my own hands. For to go on living, with Florence Morley so near to me, and still refrain from indulging in her sweet society, would simply be torture. “Come, Nel,” Sarah finally said, breaking in upon my thoughts. “We has not seen all yed.” (To be continued.) “I Wan Weak, Nervous and Run Down.” I want to testify to the good Brown’s Cure has done me, I was weak, nervous and run down in vitality when I commenced taking it; it has done everyhing for me and I «m now a new being. A number of my friends also speak with gratitude of.,the good your n- dicine has done them—it is indeed a zrand remedy Yours gratefully, Mrs. L. V. Craig, 907 Mass. Ave., Indiantpolis, Ind. Such is the testimony of thousands concerning Brown’s Cure, a Perfect Family Medicine, the best remedy Known for the liver, kidneys and nowels. a positive cure for dyspepsia ind all biwel troubles, sick headache, nervousness, constipation and los of leep. If yon suffer, try this great remedy and find health and happiness, ■lold by Page Blackburn. Price 75 ■-nts. Yi Ki cures corns and wane. 15c. Home Seekei-’e Excursion via the Chicago A Erie. Homeseekers tickets will be sold Nov. 2 and 16 and Dec. 7 and 21 to points in northwest, west, and south and southwest at one fare for round trip, plus two dollars. For full information call >r address J. W. DeLong, ag’t. House and Senate. Washington, Dec. 7.—The reading of the president’s message was the only feature in the senate and house yesterday, the latter body adjourning immediately after out of respect to the memories of Senator George of Mississippi and Representative Wright of Massaalmi eixxkt a For all kinds of woodwork ng. uch as dressing lumber, flooriing siding, moulding frames and aU kinds of brackets, balusters, New el) posts, porch columns, and tanks for all purposes, go to P. K'rsch’s Planing Mills I also manufacture washing machines known »s the Decatur Washer. When in need of a good washer cotte to my factory and save a few dollars on a machine. I have a feed mill and grind all kinds of feed and will be running mi 1 every day. I also have the agency for the Baker Galvanized Steel Wind Mil's and can sell you the best wind engine made Come and get prices before buying. Resp’t, P. Kirsch. Factory N. 3d st. How Bryan Views the Message. Galveston, Dec. 7. —Hon. William Jennings Bryan reached here yesterday mid left with a party- of friends for Lake Surprise to hunt ducks. The party will be gone three or four days. Mr. Bryan expressed himself as follows on the president’s message: “The message indicates an intention upon the nart of the president to aid in turning the issue of paper money over to the national banks and in the meantime a purpose tc give gold a further superiority over silver as money.” Moore Out on Bail. Lincoln, Neb., Dec. 7.—Attorneys for Eugene Moore, embezzling ex-state auditor, sentenced last Tuesday to eight years in the penitentiary, have secured from the supreme court an order for his release on $25,000 bail, pending arguments for a new trial. No bond had been secured up to a late hour. No Necessity For Them. Dilson —What’s the necessity for bells on bicycles anyway? Kelson—None that I can see. They ean run people down just as well without them. —Roxbury Gazette.

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