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e had authenticated this costume； by telling how
“The sheeted dead
Did squeak and gibber in the streets of Rome。”1
And； therefore； their all hitting upon this is a striking fact in pneumatology； which we recommend to the attention of spiritual media generally。
Be it as it may； we have private reasons for knowing that a tall figure in a white sheet did walk； at the most approved ghostly hours； around the Legree premises；—pass out the doors； glide about the house；—disappear at intervals； and； reappearing； pass up the silent stairway； into that fatal garret； and that； in the morning； the entry doors were all found shut and locked as firm as ever。
Legree could not help overhearing this whispering； and it was all the more exciting to him； from the pains that were taken to conceal it from him。 He drank more brandy than usual； held up his head briskly； and swore louder than ever in the daytime； but he had bad dreams； and the visions of his head on his bed were anything but agreeable。 The night after Tom’s body had been carried away； he rode to the next town for a carouse； and had a high one。 Got home late and tired； locked his door； took out the key； and went to bed。
After all； let a man take what pains he may to hush it down； a human soul is an awful ghostly； unquiet possession； for a bad man to have。 Who knows the metes and bounds of it？ Who knows all its awful perhapses；—those shudderings and tremblings； which it can no more live down than it can outlive its own eternity！ What a fool is he who locks his door to keep out spirits； who has in his own bosom a spirit he dares not meet alone；—whose voice； smothered far down； and piled over with mountains of earthliness； is yet like the forewarning trumpet of doom！
But Legree locked his door and set a chair against it； he set a night…lamp at the head of his bed； and put his pistols there。 He examined the catches and fastenings of the windows； and then swore he “didn’t care for the devil and all his angels；” and went to sleep。
Well； he slept； for he was tired；—slept soundly。 But； finally； there came over his sleep a shadow； a horror； an apprehension of something dreadful hanging over him。 It was his mother’s shroud； he thought； but Cassy had it； holding it up； and showing it to him。 He heard a confused noise of screams and groanings； and； with it all； he knew he was asleep； and he struggled to wake himself。 He was half awake。 He was sure something was coming into his room。 He knew the door was opening； but he could not stir hand or foot。 At last he turned； with a start； the door was open； and he saw a hand putting out his light。
It was a cloudy； misty moonlight； and there he saw it！—something white； gliding in！ He heard the still rustle of its ghostly garments。 It stood still by his bed；—a cold hand touched his； a voice said； three times； in a low； fearful whisper； “Come！ come！ come！” And； while he lay sweating with terror； he knew not when or how； the thing was gone。 He sprang out of bed； and pulled at the door。 It was shut and locked； and the man fell down in a swoon。
After this； Legree became a harder drinker than ever before。 He no longer drank cautiously； prudently； but imprudently and recklessly。
There were reports around the country； soon after that he was sick and dying。 Excess had brought on that frightful disease that seems to throw the lurid shadows of a coming retribution back into the present life。 None could bear the horrors of that sick room； when he raved and screamed； and spoke of sights which almost stopped the blood of those who heard him； and； at his dying bed； stood a stern； white； inexorable figure； saying； “Come！ come！ come！”
By a singular coincidence； on the very night that this vision appeared to Legree； the house…door was found open in the morning； and some of the negroes had seen two white figures gliding down the avenue towards the high…road。
It was near sunrise when Cassy and Emmeline paused； for a moment； in a little knot of trees near the town。
Cassy was dressed after the manner of the Creole Spanish ladies；—wholly in black。 A small black bonnet on her head； covered by a veil thick with embroidery； concealed her face。 It had been agreed that； in their escape； she was to personate the character of a Creole lady； and Emmeline that of her servant。
Brought up； from early life； in connection with the highest society； the language； movements and air of Cassy； were all in agreement with this idea； and she had still enough remaining with her； of a once splendid wardrobe； and sets of jewels； to enable her to personate the thing to advantage。
She stopped in the outskirts of the town； where she had noticed trunks for sale； and purchased a handsome one。 This she requested the man to send along with her。 And； acomordingly； thus escorted by a boy wheeling her trunk； and Emmeline behind her； carrying her carpet…bag and sundry bundles； she made her appearance at the small tavern； like a lady of consideration。
The first person that struck her； after her arrival； was George Shelby； who was staying there； awaiting the next boat。
Cassy had remarked the young man from her loophole in the garret； and seen him bear away the body of Tom； and observed with secret exultation； his rencontre with Legree。 Subsequently she had gathered； from the conversations she had overheard among the negroes； as she glided about in her ghostly disguise； after nightfall； who he was； and in what relation he stood to Tom。 She； therefore； felt an immediate acomession of confidence； when she found that he was； like herself； awaiting the next boat。
Cassy’s air and manner； address； and evident command of money； prevented any rising disposition to suspicion in the hotel。 People never inquire too closely into those who are fair on the main point； of paying well；—a thing which Cassy had foreseen when she provided herself with money。
In the edge of the evening； a boat was heard coming along； and George Shelby handed Cassy aboard； with the politeness which comes naturally to every Kentuckian； and exerted himself to provide her with a good state…room。
Cassy kept her room and bed； on pretext of illness； during the whole time they were on Red river； and was waited on； with obsequious devotion； by her attendant。
When they arrived at the Mississippi river； George； having learned that the course of the strange lady was upward； like his own； proposed to take a state…room for her on the same boat with himself；—good…naturedly compassionating her feeble health； and desirous to do what he could to assist her。
Behold； therefore； the whole party safely transferred to the good steamer Cincinnati； and sweeping up the river under a powerful head of steam。
Cassy’s health was much better。 She sat upon the guards； came to the table； and was remarked upon in the boat as a lady that must have been very handsome。
From the moment that George got the first glimpse of her face； he was troubled with one of those fleeting and indefinite likenesses； which almost every body can remember； and has been； at times； perplexed with。 He could not keep himself from looking at her； and watchin her perpetually。 At table； or sitting at her state…room door； still she would encounter the young man’s eyes fixed on her； and politely withdrawn； when she showed； by her countenance； that she was sensible to the observation。
Cassy became uneasy。 She began to think that he suspected something； and finally resolved to throw herself entirely on his generosity； and intrusted him with her whole history。
George was heartily disposed to sympathize with any one who had escaped from Legree’s plantation；—a place that he could not remember or speak of with patience；—and； with the courageous disregard of consequences which is characteristic of his age and state； he assured her that he would do all in his power to protect and bring them through。
The next state…room to Cassy’s was ocomupied by a French lady； named De Thoux； who was acomompanied by a fine little daughter； a child of some twelve summers。
This lady； having gathered； from George’s conversation； that he was from Kentucky； seemed evidently disposed to cultivate his acquaintance； in which design she was seconded by the graces of her little girl； who was abo