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The Wingham Times, 1908-08-27, Page 5Nimmimmini minimempogi THE GHOST OF LOCH RAI X11 CASTLE BY MRS. C. N. WILLIAMSON Author of "The Princess Passes," "The Lightning Conductor," Etc., Etc, Copyright, 3900, by Mrs, C. N. Williamson. 1111111.111111J THE WINCTHAM TIMES AUGUST 27 1908 as you fie ha'hed, if you have a fright, I and the night porter would be at your door inside of two minutes. But there, I you won't have a fright. Why should you? There's nothing ,to frighten you here." "Of course not, and shan't be in the least afraid," answered Elspeth stoutly. Even when Mrs. Warden had gone, she was still of the same opinion, aZIM clock on the narrow mantel over the big fireplace heel struck 11, and. it was nearly 12 before she had cud- dled into the great bed in the alcove. Lying there between the cool linen sheets, the girl felt very wideawake, though after the long, exciting day she had passed, sleep ought to have come quickly. She had left the glass doors pushed wide open, and the al- cove which she faced as she lay was white with the light of a late -rising moon. . "I'm glad I don't believe in ghosts !" she said to herself. "On such a night"— The sentence broke off short in Elspeth's thoughts, and her heart gave a leap. Just behind her head there was a new sound, which neither mice nor rats could have made, a queer, metallic sound, like the clinking of a chain or a jing- ling of keys one against another. Once and again it came; then, the top of a high heel on a stone stair. The girl's blood knocked at her temples. She sat up in bed and lis- tened through the thick beating in her ears. The sound was fainter now, as if farther away. With hands that shook a little she found the candle and matches on a small table by the bedside, and struck 'a light which glowed small and yellow in the white moonlraze. All was still now, as she waited, and the impression she had had of something strange and horrifying be- gan to fade. She must have imagined the jingling, and the tap, tap of lit- tle heels. It was well known that mice could make all kinds of extra- ordinary noises, scuttling about in the walls of the tower, a glorious playground fbr the mouse tribe. How stupid she was to have a fright, she who had boasted of her courage, and said that she "hoped the tower was haunted !" Now, she would blow out the candle and force herself to sleep, or she would not be at her best to be- gin work to -morrow morning. Down she flung herself among the big pillows again, but scarcely had she begun conscientiously to count sheep jumping over a gate, when a soft, heavy weight brushed against the wall which was one with the head of the bed. A faint cry followed, sounding as if it came from some- where above, and again the tap, tap, tap of heels. Elspeth did not sit up in bed this time. She lay still as if frozen, her eyes staring wide, her oars strained to catch a troubled murmur of voices. It was as if a man and wom- an talked together, and then came footsteps mingled with the metallic clinking in which the girl had tried to disbelieve. She no longer struggled to be brave. Cold and shaking with terror she sprang out of bed, and ran, pat- tering on her bare feet, out into the tower room. There in the moonlight which fil- tered through the two windows left uncurtained, she could see the ob- jects which had already become fa- miliar to her eyes. Somehow, they did the details of life, soon to be her everyday life. "Nonsense -nonsense -- nonsense!" she repeated angrily, half aloud, glad to hear the sound of her own voice. "It's nothing. What could it be un- less I dreamed it? Oh, why can't I get this lamp lighted?" Soon she had the rosy glow shining though the fleecy silk of the lamp shade, but not satisfied with that, she must have all the candles as wore a comfort, suggesting as they well. The light was like a friend. She could think now, ask herself ques- tions, and answer -reasonably. What had the housekeeper told her? That she would be alone in the tow- er at night. In a room on the ground floor, the hotel carpenter worked by day• in the room above that, furni- after-airi£ -was' not "blank. Upon the side which had lain next the floor, some one had sketched the face of a young boy. The penciled lines had faded, the paper was the color of old ivory, and the collar and do suggest• ed by a few light strokes were of quaint fashion. But the face was strikingly handsome, and so indivi- dual as to convince Elspeth that as 1 a likeness the little sketch must have been a success. In one corner there I were initials, and a date, but they had been blurred either deliberate. ; ly or by accident, and Elspeth held Foe paper close to the light without being able to decipher them. Sudden- ly as site studied the faint lettering, something seemed to fall from above, past her eyes -something swift and •'Of course not, and I shouldn't be the least afraid. -though even thus early in the even- ing there was a deathlike silence in the tower, which seemed strange in a crowded hotel, full from cellars to attics of lively people. It was)a large room, circular in shape, with two extraordinary deep set windows, opposite one another, se retired in the thickness of the tow- er wall, that each one had the appear- ance of being at the far end of another and smaller room; but the windows were so wide and so high that despite this peculiarity they gave plenty of light. Under each was a cushioned seat; and the alcove of the eastern window had doors on each side, in the black oak wainscot. These doors concealed spacious wardrobes, but the west al- cove had doors of glass on either side, opening into large recesses. The one on the left was a bathroom, while in the one on the right stood a bed, ap- parently carved out of one piece, with the oak wall behind it. This bed was, of course, invisible from the outer room, as the wainscoted wall hid it from the alcove, therefore Elspeth was practically in possession of a separate. sitting -room. The glass doors were sliding doors therefore they did not interfere in passing to and fro, and could always be left open. The furniture of the big outer room was admirable, Elspeth thought, although it was of many had perhaps beendifferent elegat periods ehe e, be- cause it had made place for some- thing better elsewhere. There were two or three wonderful old chairs, a charming table with claw feet, an ancient "secretary book -case bureau," ;with glass doors, behind which the covers of old-fashioned books showed, and a tall screen of beautiful, though faded, embossed leather, which hid a -too modern dressing -table from view. The girl thoroughly enjoyed the -task of unpacking and putting away her few modest belongings in te thll great wall -cupboards, one o she discovered was lined with cedar; tune and luggage were stored. Next, and before she had finished' all she came her own iber, and over it --- n settling in, dinner ar- explanations had to do i g what? Mrs. Warden's had gone no further; but Elspeth had noticed that the newly restored, winding staircase ended outside her room. The way beyond was blocked • there could brick,therefore up with have been no voices, no footsteps, no tapping of heels. She must have dreamed the sounds. Besides, even if the staircase leading to the floor above were not obstructed, the walls were far too thick for noises such as she had fancied to penetrate to her room; and, at all events, that alcove where the bed stood was not a place people would pass in going up the stairs. But -if there were such things as ghosts, after all? No, she would not let her thoughts way. If she did -if once she turn that indulged herself in such foolishness, there would be en end to the peace and pleasure in this tower room, to which she had looked forward. She would be sensible, but there was no use in going back to bed, until she should feel sleepy. She would grow more and more nervous lying there, imagining stupid things. Just for this one night she would allow herself to sit up and read, and to -morrow she would probably find out some per- fectly simple explanation of the sounds which had seemed so ghostly. She would explore a little, and under- stand her surroundings thoroughly, before another night should fall. Site took up the volume of Scott which she had begun to read at den - net, but, as if to prove that she was not mistress of her nerves, she started so sharply at the noise of a scamper- ing rat behind the wainscot, that the book fell to the floor. It lay open, on its face, and a square bit of blank paper escaped from some hiding place among the yellow, musty -smelling pages. Elspeth picked up the scrap, and small, from which the light struck a gleam as it from a ruby, and at the same instant the ruby was shattered in a red splash upon the sketch. With a cry Elspeth sprang to her feet, still mechanically holding the bit of paper. The pictured face of the boy was stained red; there was a red liquid smear on her thumb and fin- ger, and as she stared, horrified, dumfounded, again there was a swift, ruby flash before her eyes. down on to the sketch, But many more red drops might have come through such a crack in the black Wt owl without leaving a visible mark. If she were to find out the mystery it would not be in such an obviot:s way as by a crimson stain on the ceiling. Elspeth bathed and dressed quickly, and was almost ready to go down when the servant, who had brought her dinner in the evening, knocked at the door, with an attractive -looking break- fast tray. A delicious fragrance of tea, crisply fried bacon and toast, greeted her nostrils refreshingly, and she was more than ever glad, as the pleasant commonplaceness of every- day life seemed to come in at the door like au atmosphere, that she had not '.ailed any one to her rescue in the night. if she had, by tins trine the however, chose to remember, and ad - news would have spread over the Ito- dressed Elspeth, tel, and every servant would know "You were in the railway carriage that "the new secretary had had a with us yesterday," she said, in a fright," voice as sweet as her face. Even as it was she thought the "Yes," Elspeth answered. And then, waiter looked at her with a furtive lest the girl of high degree should interest, different from the look of last mistake her, for an equal, and regret night. It was as if he were expecting condescension when she knew the something. "I hope you rested well, truth -"I have come here to be sec- miss," he said civilly, and Elspeth, rotary and stenographer for the man - thanking him, answered with serene cheerfulness that she had never been better in her life than she was this morning. The best of it was that it was perfectly true. The girl felt ready for anything. As soon as she had finished her breakfast, she started to thread her way to Mr. McGowan's room, but she had not yet "got her bearings" in this immense and rambling old house, and to reach the part she wished to find was easier said than done. After some wandering, she came out through a corridor into a square hall of con- siderable size, which elle was sure she had not seen before. However, there was the stairway, which de- scended in the middle, and rather than retrace her steps, perhaps to be lost again, she decided that it would be better to go down. On the floor below she would probably meet servants of the hotel, who would put her in the right way. There were, however, several la- dies standing in a group on the third or fourth step. Elspeth waited for a moment at a distance, thinking that they would go up or down; then, see- ing that they did not move, and that the stairway was very broad, she thought that she might pass without disturbing them. She moved forward rather timidly, conscious that she was a paid employe, and that it would be a grave offence for one in her posi- tion to discommode guests. Drawing nearer, she saw that one pf the three ladies was the beautiful young girl with whom she had traveled up from London yesterday. This morning she wore a short, white serge dress, with dainty white shoes, and had on a hat, therefore she was presumably just going out, or had just come in, early as it was. One of her companions on the stair- way was an elderly and rather pecul- iar looking lady with cameo features, faded light hair, arranged in a would- be -artistic fashion, and an aesthetic gown more suitable for a London bou- doir at tea time than a Scotch hydro in the morning. The third figure was that of a very striking woman of perhaps thirty-two or three, foreign certainly, Jewish perhaps, with magnificent dark eyes like wells of light, singularly pale yet clear complexion, and black hair rippling away from an unusually low, broad forehead. A glance was enough to photograph these new personalities on Elspeth's brain. She saw also that the trail- ing dress of the eldest of the trio was spread out over the stairs in such a way that, broad as they were, it would be impossible for her to pass without pushing, or requesting the ly recovering self-control like a brave girl. You were trying to pass. now stupid of me to get in the way. Good morning, Lady Ardeliffe; good morn- ing, Countess; I was just on my way to send off some letters." "She felt she couldn't bear to go on with the conversation, whatever it was," thought Elspeth, who could not help wondering what had been said about Lady Hilary Vane's friend, Captain Oxford, which had made her start back as if she would fall. Now, the two girls were going down almost side by side, but Elspeth did not speak, or glance at the other, She was the inferior, and it was not her place to remember that there had been a meeting before. Lady_ Hilary, CHAPTER III. Instantly the words of the house- keeper leaped into the girl's mina% The bell! The bell by which she could summon the night porter -where was it? Alt, she remembered, and almost as quickly as the thought had flash- ed into her mind her finger was hov- ering over the electric button. A second more, and the summons would have gone flashing over the wire; but something seemed to re- strain Elspeth's hand, as if it had been seized and fdreibly held back. "No !" she said, half aloud, "I won't do it." And with great force of self- control, she turned her back on the bell, which meant help and human companionship, if she chose to have it. "Very likely they have had the same kind of trouble here before with their secretaries," the girl thought. "Mr. McGowan told me the one from the neighborhood whom they had had be- fore couldn't manage the work, but I'm sure he looked odd when he said it, and perhaps there was more behind. Probably they're expecting me to make a fuss of some sort, though I don't come from the neigh- borhood, and am not supposed to have heard the story of this Tower, what- ever it is. Maybe the other girl knew it beforehand. But it doesn't matter, I won't make a fuss ! I boasted that I was brave, and I'm going to stand it somehow, if it kills me. It can't be ghosts; ghosts don't have blood. The chances are that some one to- night has been playing a horrid trick on me. Well, they . shan't get any satisfaction from it! I'm going to stop on here and in this room, if I rived -quite a little feast, it seemed ito her, on a large damask -spread tray, ,with silver covers for the dishes. There was a rose silk -shaded lamp on the table, which the servant who brought in the tray obligingly lit; but ;though the flame within made the then silk look wainscoting k dranke a uupe the light, t of ''and it seemed to Elspeth, sitting at the table with a volume of Scott, .chosen from the secretary book -case, .that the black walls were closing in darkness fell. She wound her as u and extravagantly lit the .jumped p, 'two candles on the pretty, old-fash- ioned dressing -table, but the differ- reel notice- ably. ecce they made was scarcely the fire -flies in opted like to They gloom, and the girl began to wonder .whether, after all, she were quite so lucky as she had thought, in having the haunted tower at Lochrain to ;herself. She could not remember having 'such a dainty and well -served din- ner. and it ought to have been deli- cious to think that she could do a4s she pleased with her time until to- morrow morning at 9. How nice it would be to read until she was sleepy, and then to dream in that wonderful old bed with the great ruffled linen pillows 1 But when the tray had been taken away, there began to be strange, lit- tle creeping sounds behind the wains- coting, sounds, like light, hurrying ootfalis, rustling of stiff silk, e ipirigs of unseen fingers, Only , .vf course, beginning their night rev- lls; Elspeth knew that, and she was ot afraid. Still, she had to tell her - .self again and again that she rather diked the queer noises, that , they were companionable, here in this iso- Rated room, where no sounds of hu- iman lifo save her w until Could ot•vaic come. She read, fitfully, have to stay awake all night, and work all day, every day, till whoever it is gets tired." This forceful determination poured courage into Elspeth's chilled veins, as if she had been drinking strong wine. Instead of completing the ha- voc .already made in her spirit by terror, as for a few seconds it had threatened to do, the fall of ruddy drops from the ceiling had undone the work of the strange sounds behind the walls. The girl was even calm enough now to regret the damage to the sketch she had found in the old volume of Scott, and to attempt re- pairing it by pouring a stream of wat- er over the paper while the red spot was fresh and wet. In spite of her efforts, however, a stain was left, but the vivid red was changed to a pale pink, which gave an effect as if the smiling face of the boy had been wash- ed over with a faint flesh color. The penciled lines, faded before, were still more faded by the application of wat- er; still, they were not obliterated, and Elspeth was vaguely glad. She did not know who the boy had been; if he lived, he must be an elderly man now, judging by the fashion of his dress; she would probably never learn anything more of his story, even if it had been worth hearing. Nevertheless, she was interested, and said to herself that, as she was ap- parently connected in some distant way with the Lochrain family, through her father's people, the Deans, the boy of the sketch was perhaps a cous- in of hers, far removed. This house had s been the home of the Lochrains until lately, when it had been bought for an hotel, and as everything in it, furniture, books and pictures, had been the property of the Lochrains, it was likely that the boy was a member of. the famly. "I'll be worthy of their blood, if it's really in my veins," Elspeth thought, "and I won't be a coward in their h ease As if for a reward of courage, no further sounds came, and no more of those ruby drops fell from the ceil- ing, ' Had it not been for the pink stain on, the sketch the girl might have begun to fancy by and by that it had all been a bad dream; but the practical side of her nature was in the ascendant now, and she did not fancy that. She realized, and ack- nowledged to herself that she had had good cause to be frightened, but her fighting blood was roused, and she have an later to e nt sooner or ma ex- planation of everything that had hap- pened. "I will find out for myself if I can, without confiding in anybody," she decided. The one thing the girl could not do, however, was to go back to bed. She sat up in her dressing gown un- til moonlight faded into dawn. Then, when the Tower room was gray with morning light, sho lay down and act- ually went to sleep. It was after 7 o'clock when she waked, and she had scarcely more than three hours of rest. lveverthe- less, she felt well and strangely buoy- ant, helped by excitement to go through whatever new experiences might be in store for her. The first thing she did was to look carefully at the ceiling for any t'raee of red stain, but nothing was visible, ERTISi� though the early sunshine was pouring l that she had been able to do even so 'I`OD'�T i in through an east window. There small a thing for this girl, and wished more, ager, Mr. McGowan." "Oh, have you? I think that must be very interesting work," said Lady Hilary, on the same step with Elspeth now. `You must be very clever to get such a good engagement, and be independent, while you're so young. I quite envy you. I should love to be able to make my own living." (To be Oontinned..) • J r THE WOMAN AT HOME. Haag a ohild'e blackboard in the kit- ohen with a piece of chalk attached. It la more convenient than pencil and pa- per and not easily lost. If a gruel pot is allowed to stand on stones or somethinz cold for a minute or two after cooking, it will not cool the contents very much, and will make the sticking less probable. Soap and powdered chalk mtxsd and rubbed on intddew spots will remove theca. To expedite matters, let the s rotted article lie in the sun for a few hours, damping it again as it dries. if you wish never to fail to get light potpie, have a shallow steamer made that will fit Weide the kettle, and oome u r just even with the top The liquor will boil up over the dumplings, but t'iey are not submerged, which makes them heavy. If the pearl or wooden handles of knives and forks are loosened, a good cement is made with two parts gam shellac, two parts prepared chalk, thor- oughly mixed. Fill the opening of the handle with the mixture, heat the shank of the knife and 'insert int.: the knife hiudho. 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TYENTY YERS AUDI Items from the "Times" fyles. -1 hope llou rested well, miss," he said. wearer to move. She was close upon the group now, but was on the point of turning back after all, when some- thing happened. �ened. tt g hl, !" t' Oxford!" d . "Why, it was Captain n y, exclaimed the lady with the trailing dress. "Didn't you know that, Lady Hilary?" "No, I -I-" the girl stammered, and tottered slightly, as if recoiling from a blow across the face. Instantly Elspeth saw a way of sav- ing her from the shame of an involun- tary revelation. "I beg your pardon," she said briskly. "I'm afraid I step- ped an your dress, and pulled you back. I'm so sorry, I do hope I have- n't broke any stitches. With a start, Lady Hilary Vane looked round, and her eyes met Els- peth's, first With surprise, then recog- nition, then. gratitude. The under- standing of what the stranger had done for her, and why, was so clear in that lovely look that the young stenographer felt herself blushing. She also felt extraordinarily pleased (From the TIems of Ant;. 24, 1888 ) LOCAL NEWS. Mr. S Tient has had a nine new iron fence erected in front of his fine resi- dence on the Diagonal road. Mr. D. Robertson. of con. 12, Etat Wawanoeh, brought new wheat to Messrs. Hutton & Carr's mill this sea- son, weighing 64 lbs to the bushel. Mr. Geo. Moffat, of the B line, had some weighiug ib. less. Dr. Towler has gone to trouble and expense to have his residence bricked, enlarged and remodelled. Clinton pays this year 17ti mills on an assessment of $618,545. Sorely the council is not going to permit the laying of a gravel sidewalk on John St to the 0. P. It. station. Possess what merit they may for com- fort, for appearanoe or reputation it would be well to keep a respectable lumber Sidewalk to both stations. A sturdy, genial and prosperous pioneer in the person of Mr, Robt. 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Persistent and regular s and bring about thorough icer will healtheug and lasting cure. 60 Cts. a box, at all dealers or Edmanson, Bates & Co., Toronto. Mrs. Geo. H. Simeer, Grant, Sirncoe Co., Ont., writes: "I suffered the keen distress of itching, bleed- ing and protruding piles for eleven years, and through failure of doctor's treatment lost all hope of cure. Dr. Chase's Ointment brought rebel at once, and soon healed the ulcers. That was five years ago and 1 have neves been troubled since." IT S was, however, a wide crack in one she might have the chance to do Mi THE the art oe t , the spot, so "/-why, I believe you must have the ceiling, et exactly t e I Y • far as she could calculate, 'whence the touched my dress, but ,it is nothingTIMES I /�' E S ruby-like drops had fallen, splashing at a11,"- answered Lady Bilary, quick•. l� j of dark l beams which tressed much more Messrs. J. Brennan 8o Oo. have a 3501 feet switch from the 0. P R running into their yard close to the tannery. 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