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lis j K 8 J kcv3 I It 9 f i If I I 111 Hl!IJwJ m$ J1 II A NK M O II TIME II , Editor and I'roprictor. "Vol. TV. The loomfii:ld Times In I'uMished Weekly, At New Bloomlield, reim'a. FRANK M011TIMEII. BUHSCMPTIOJf TKUMS. ONE DOLLAR VEll YE All ! IN ADVANCE. ADVKKTISINO KATES. Trannient 8 Cents per line for one insertion. 12 " " " two insert ions. 15 " " " three insertions. Business Notices in Local Column 10 Cents per line. Notices of Marriages or Deaths inserted free. TrifouteB of Keiqicct, ite., Ten cents per line. TKA11I-T ADVKltTISKMENTS. One Square per yenr, lnelndiiif paper, $ 8 00 Two Squares per year, including paper, 13 00 Three Squares " " " It 00 Four Squares " " " 20 00 Ten Lines Nonpareil or one Inch, is one square. The Haunted House. BY ARXnCIl h. J1E8ERVE. CONCLUDED. it HOI say," replied tho other, em- jihatically; " wo'vo too good a tiling here to be blowed on if we can help it." -" You are right there, Jim ; but let us go down. The rest of tho boys will bo along soon." I held my breath as tho two villains pass ed along to tho cellar door, which I had left standing open, and descended the stairs leaving tho old kitchen again in total dark ness. What was their errand below ? I asked myself this question, and at ouce resolved that I would find out if possible. Noisless ly I glided out from the closet and felt my way along tho cellar door, where I paused and listened. A faint light came up from below, and the hum of distant voices. Silently I descended tho stairs. When I reached tho bottom I found myself in to tal darkness. Tho light had disappeared, and tho hum of voices had ceased. What had become of them ? It seemed as though the earth had opened and swal lowed them up. Suddenly I heard a sound above my head others of tho gang were crossing tho kitchen lloor towards tho entrance to the cellar, and in a moment more they would bo coming down upon me. Hastily I crept in beneath tho stairs, knocking over tho basin of paint, with one hand and dashing its contents over my hands and face, Once under tho stairs there was plenty of room, and I drew my self up into as small a compass as possible against the wall, and with my hand upon my revolver, waited for what tho next mo ment would bring forth. , Tramp, tramp, above my head, sounded the footsteps, and by them I was assured that three more had entered the collar, and were groping their way about in tho dark ness. Suddenly a voice exclaimed impa tiently : " Why don't tho boys show the light ? I shall break my neck over something that may be lying about hero." "Give tho signal and they will show it?" said another. A sharp, short whistle cut the air like a knife, and it had not diod away before a door in the wall, which had escaped my no tice on my previous visit, was thrown open and a bright light flashed out, revealing a room of considerable dimensions beyond, in which were tables and benches ranged about. The light was too brilliant to pro ceed from a tallow candle, for it lighted up the cellar without, revealing tho forms of the three men distinctly; had either of thorn chanced to have turned thoir heads they must have seen mo crouching beneath tho stairs. But as luck would have it they did AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY not,, but passed at once into tho further ! apartment, closing the door behind them, I leaving me in darkness more profound than before. Thrice was this repeated, and I had seen ten men enter tho secret chamber. Then camo a long interval, which convinced me at last, that they had all arrived who would be there that night. I reflected upon what should bo my next move. To attempt to pry any further into their mysteries that night, I thought, would avail me nothing and it might get mo into diflieulties. I had learned enough already to forever lay the ghost in tho haunted house, and to bring a pack of villians to justice. That they wcro a gang of base coiners and counterfeiters, I had not the least doubt, and I felt that it would bo my duty to unearth them to tho authorities. I felt considerable interest in tho discov eries I had made, and I knew that I should be the lion of Wicklow for the next seven days at least. People would say to ono ap. other : "There goes tho man who laid tho ghost," and I should be an object of inter est to tho young ladies in tho church tho next Sabbath. At that moment I felt my self quite a hero, but it suddenly occurred to mo that I should remember tho old ad adgc, "not to crow until you are out of tho woods." I had forgotten that. I now came back to my immediate sur roundings, and reflected on what I should do next. Should I remain whero I was, and see them emcrgo from their den and take their departure, or should I leave at once, and return to Tom's mother, while tho coast was clear ? I decided upon the latter, and was about to crawl out from my hiding-place, when I heard footsteps again in tho kitchen. More of them were coming, so I shrank back in to my corner to witness their descent. The foot steps went round the room and at last came to the cellar door, whero they paused for a moment, while a light as from a lantern flashed down tho stairs. Then tho footsteps began slowly to descend. I counted them o;io by ono until they reach ed tho bottom, and tho new-comer stood close to, but with his back towarks me. In ono hand ho carried a common lantern, and as ho moved away from tho foot of the stairs, I thought that his figure looked very familiar. He held tho lantern up as he went round, and from his motions I could not help deci ding that ho was a stranger to tho spot, and not a member of tho gang beyond tho wall. At last his steps brought him close to a door, through which I had seen tho members of tho gang pass, and at this instant his face was turned by chance for a moment toward me, and I plainly saw his features. It was my friend Tom Jones. I hardly checked myself in time to pre vent giving utterance to an exclamation of surprise at beholding him, for I had not supposed that ho had returned. But hero he was in tho flesh, and I knew his errand at once. His mother had told him where I had gono, and he had come in search of mo. I was about to call out to him in a low tone, but before I could do so ho had seen tho door, and, evidently with the intention of efitcring, he placed his hand upon tho latch and finding it fastened gave it a vio lent shake. It produced no result, so ho gave it another, and the next moment it flew open, revealing nothing but a dark void beyond. . Taking a step forward, despite tho low warning I gave him, ho held his lantern out, that its light might show his way, but in a moment more it was dashed from his hands and all was total darkness. "Villains, unhand me," I hoard Tom cry ; then there was a Bhort Btruggle, fol lowed by a blow and a heavy fall, and then all was still. Poor Tom I Had they taken his life ? and I close by, without lifting a hand to prevent it ? I hoard the door shut with a clang and then all was still. Ncav 331oomfioll, !Fsi., AXm-eli What should T do? Should! fly to his assistance, and witli my simple arm combat the whole gang and try tp savo his life ? or should I make the best of my way out of the accursed spot, and run to tho villago and givo tho alarm ? For a moment I was undecided. Either way it seemed that Tom's lifo was at stake. At last I formed the resolution to go for help, and was just edging my way out from beneath tho stairs, when the door of the secret apartment was again thrown open, and the brilliant light which I had seen be fore flashed out. Hastily I fell back against tho wall, fear ing that I should be discovered ; and thcro I lay holding my breath, while three or four of tho gang went peering about the cellar and up through the house seeking for any companions which Tom might have brought with him. At last they wcro ap parently satisfied that he had camo alone, and returned to their den, leaving me undis covered. No sooner was tho door shut than, hav ing changed my mind as to tho course of procedure, I emerged from my hiding-place and crept noislessly up tho stairs, across tho kitchen, out into the open air. Here, in tho thick shurbbery which grew closo to the house, I secreted myself, and and there remained motionless, until I counted as many leave the house as I had seen enter the cellar. .: Then when I had given them a chance to. get well clear of the premises, I re-entered tho house, and hastened down to tho collar to hear if pos iblo tho fate of Tom. I carried with mo a rusty iron bar which I had stumbled upon outside, with which I meant to break in tho door, could I not open it in any other man ner. Feeling my way to tho door, which I tried and found securely fastened, I placed my ear to the crevice and listened intently. At first I heard nothing, and then a sound fell upon my car which I was sure was a groan. "Tom," I cried, through tho crevice, you are not dead, I hope ?" Another groan and then a faint voice said : "Not quite ; can't you get tome?" My only answer was a blow upon the door with that bar ; till at last tho bolt was bro ken, the door swung back, and I rushed in to tho secret chamber. " Tom, where are you ?" I cried. "Here," said a voice, at my feet; and reaching down I encountered tho face of Tom, which in another moment I should have put my foot on. " Thank God that you are alive, Tom ; but are you much hurt?" I cried, searching for his hand, that I might give it a friendly pressure. " Some, I am afraid ; my head don't feel just right yet. You must find my hand there. The villains have fastened them bo hind mo, and my legs are bound too." The rascals 1 but they shall suffer for this," I said, as with my pocket-knifo I set Tom free, and then helped him ' upon his feet, where for a minute ho was unable to stand alone, his head was so dizzy. "Lead mo out of this room. The air is stifling. Got mo out beneath tho stars and I shall feel better." " Lean on me and I will 6oon get you there, Tom," I replied ; and half support ing him, I led him out through the cellar, up over tho stairs, throughthe kitchen, and soon had him out whore tho cool air could bathe his brow and bring him fairly to him self again. In a little time he had in a measure re covered his strength, and we had set out for home. "Did you recognize any of them, Tom?" I said, as we went along. "No, not ono," ho replied. "It was not light enough." "Why did they bind you hand and foot? Do you remember what they said about it ?' ' " Yes, plainly. They tried to make me take a horrid oath that I would never reveal NEWSPAPER. 1, 1870. what I had discovered of their hiding-place, but I refused to do it. Then they told mo that I should never leavo the place alive un til I had taken the oath, and that they would staryo mo to do it or to death. So they bound mo and left mo thcro till you came." Then, in return I told him of what I had witnessed, and by that time wo were at his mother's. It was past midnight, and tho good wo man was fearfully frightened. Tom had como homo sooner than he had promised, and had gono at once to tho haunted houso forme. She had watched anxiously for our return, and when, at last wo did pre sent ourselves, she was frightened moro than ever. Tom's face and clothes were covered with blood, which had flowed from the wound in his head, while I presented an equally gory appcaranco on account of tho red paint with which I was plentifully be sprinkled. Leaving Tom to acquaint his mother with tho details of our adventures, I made my way to the village, and' Boon had tho proper officers alert to their duty ; for I knew if wo wanted to make a haul we must do it before they would have a chance to return to seo their prisoner. Quietly we proceeded to tho old bouse, and there found that which I had expected to find, namely tools, plates and presses of a gang of coun terfeiters, and a largo amount of spurious currency, which they had already to send to their agents in various parts of tho coun try. It was near morning when wo got round to call upon my old friend tho driver, and it must be conrcssed that wo somewhat sur prised that worthy when we accommodated him with a pair of bracelets. When he saw me he was convinced that I was in re ality a detective, and that I already knew all ; so ho made a clean breast of it and implicated all of his companions, whereby we were enabled to secure tho wholo gang, and thus break up a combination which extended over a largo area of territority to which no clue had before been obtained. It was daylight when I got back to Tom's mother's, and I found that neither of thcin had been abed, so anxious were they to know how it all turned out, and when I had told my story they wore of ono mind, that I had done a good night's work, which con clusion I also concurred in. I stayed at Wicklow until tho villains had their examination and had been carried away to jail, and I was all tho lion I had imagined I should bo. Old ladies would stop to look at mo in tho street, and so would the boys ; but tho young ladies, I must confess, though it hurts my vanity to do so, only gave mo a look, and then their eyes followed some other better-looking follow who chanced to bo going by. I hear from Tom quite often, now. Ho says the ghost no longer walks in the haunt ed house, and that the blood-stain retains its dark hue from ono year's end to anoth er. When it changes its spots again I will make another trip to Wicklow. Remarkable Conduct of a Horse. A recent French paper records an ex traordinary punishment inflicted by a horse on its master for an act of brutality by tho latter towards ono of the animal's stable companions. A carrier named R , at no time tender in his treatment of his four footed servants, returned ono night in a state of semi-intoxication from Moamaut to Givors. The man's natural barbarity was at this time aggravated by tho drink he had taken, and being dissatisfied with the efforts of odo of tho horses a poor hack which had almost served its time he decided that the animal was no louger worth his feed, and resolved to put an. end to it, For that purpose ho tied tho poor brute to a tree, and taking a massive lever used in moving goods, he struck the animal several violent blows on the head, until the unfortunato brute sank to tho ground in sensible. ' Term'. IN ADVANCE, One Dollar per Year. IVo. O. Tho master, thinking tho animal was dead, left it on tho spot, intending to re movo the body next day. Tho horse, how ever, recovered its senses a short time after, found its way home, and entered the court yard at daybreak. Its arrival was welcomed by tho neighing of its companions in the stablo, which noiso awakened tho master, who was now furious at having failed in his cruel purpose. Ho tied up the animal afresh and again commenced to shower blows on its head. This act of brutality was com mitted in sight of the two horses in the sta blo ; at "length ono of them, a young ani mal, became so frantic with rage that ho broko his halter, and rushing on tho man seized him in his jaws, and after shaking him violently, threw him down and tram pled on him with such fury that had not tho man's cries brought some persons to his aid tbo master would certainly have been killed. ' A Warning to Sick Wires. rilllE Matteawan Herald says that just in I tho outskirts of Poughkcepsie, lives a man by tho name of Warren, who, for years, has enjoyed a plurality of wives, to tho disgust of the neighborhood. Warren many years ago married a young lady and for years they lived in perfect harmony,bnt ono day sho sickened and she and her friends supposed she would die. At this crisis she became anxious about the welfare of her husband and busied her self in selecting her successor, who was to share with Wan-en the joys of matrimonial bliss. This difficulty she at last overcame by selecting a woman she thought worthy to follow in her footsteps. Once settled in her mind, she desired the twain to bo made one flesh, even before her death, that sho might bo made happy in her last moments. They were accordingly married by her beiiside, and the sick woman having her heart's! wish gratified turned over to die, but it was not so to be, for she, much to the astonishment of all parties, rapidly grew bettor, and soon recovered her health, only to find hr husband given to another. This was more than the woman bargain ed for, but tho two foninles fixed up tho matter, and it was agreed that they would live in harmony in the same house, and thus they lived for years. Both women raised a family of children ; onchad six and tho other five Somo of thcio children are grown up men and women at the present time. About six months ago tho wo mem quarrel ed and the husband was called on to settle tho difficulty, and ho espoused the cause of tho youngest wife and it was determined on by the two to get the old wife out of the house, which has speedly accomplished, and she is now doing housework in the neighborhood, while the second wife enjoys tho bed and board that was once hen. H3T Tlie Herald, published at Honesdale, Wayno County, says : " At or near Beach Pond, this cottnty, there lives a German who may safely claim to bo tho cha mpion wretch of this vicinity. His wife diei't some time since, and he made her a coffin himself of rough hemlock boards, hi which ho placod some straw, upon which he placed the corpse, entirely naked, then dug a grave and carried his dead with as littlo coromony as one woi'.ld a dog. A few weeks ago a little son of his four or five scars old, died, and lie interred him in the same manner. Some days after ho was buried a pair of shears was missed from tho houso, and could not be found. Finally this monster rcmomembcred dropping them in the straw of his littlo boy's 'coffin' while he was. work ing at it, and he forthwith exhumed, open ed it, found tho shears, and cooly re-interred the box and its decaying contents I" The above is pretty hard to believe, but as it is in print we are bound to believe, that it is true if it is strange.