Life — November 22, 1900 — page 15: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

JOSIAU WAS OUT FOR TURKEY, BUT UE CAME HOME EMPTY-HANDLL 415 A Visitor. } ER maid entered. “The carriage is ready, madam,” she said, ‘‘and the master is waiting below.” “Very well,” she replied, “I will be down presently. You may go, Jackson.” She opened her jewel box to make a selection of rings. Sho took up her diamond necklace carelessly, and then tossed it aside for the one of pearls. She caught a glimpse of her face in the mirror. It was enough to make her pause and look—half-sorrowfully, half- pityingly. The man below had not asked her to go out for a month, she thought. But—what of that? Suddenly she turned. There was a shadowy something be- hind her. She shuddered. “You here again? " she said. “Yes,’’ said the ghost of her former lov “Tam here again. Am I not welcome?” « Again,” she repeated, abstractedly. **You seem to haunt me more these days.” “And why not?” said the ghost. “ You have more time to see me.”” She sighed. “But I would rather not sce you,” she said. “I would rather forget you. I hate you.” The ghost smiled. ‘It is your fault,” he said. ‘You killed me. And now, where else should I go? Tama part of you. You cannot get rid af me.” “But you make me unhappy—so unhappy. Will you always come?” “ Always,” said the ghost. «And never leave me?” ‘ Nover,”’ said the ghost. = ere Was a pauso—a long pause. Diu ose to go. She swept proudly, defiantly, to the door. On the threshold she stopped and turned back. Two tears were in her eyes. “Don’t fail me,’ she said. Tom Masson, Good-by. “Well, tho Republican victory has accomplished one thing.” “ What's that?” “ We've got rid of Teddy.”