 done the same by you," answered Philo.

"May God forgive us both."

"_Amen_," said Philo, solemnly.

"And help us in the future," continued John.

"Amen again," said Philo.

The muffled clatter of a horse's hoofs sounded through the fog, and
presently the twinkling face of Jack Niles beamed upon the ghostly
couple. Looking with well simulated astonishment on the group, the
empty gig, and his venerable namesake standing in the middle of the
road, Jack paused and begged to know what was the trouble, and whether
he could be of service.

"I believe it was you," said Philo, looking at the mischievous lad with
sudden prescience.

"I know 'twas," said John.

And though Jack never owned it, that was a conviction that never
departed from the minds of the two, and when they died, long after, he
found himself bound by substantial reasons to remember the Two Ghosts
of New London Turnpike.




DOWN BY THE SEA.




DOWN BY THE SEA.

[Illustration]


There is a lonely old house situated close down by the sea, in one
of the most secluded yet lonely nooks, not far from one of the most
noted resorts on the seaboard; an old gray stone house, showing the
marks of the many wild storms which have beat upon it in all the long
years which have passed over it; a house whose bareness and desolation
are enlivened but little by the heavy-trailing ivy which creeps over
a portion of it and in which many wild birds build their nests. Old
as it is, it seems never to have been finished,--rather to have been
left without any of the last touches which complete a building, and to
have thus stood for many years, with the wild winds and storms of the
coast beating against it. Here and there a shutter is torn from its
hinges, and lies where it fell under the window. The point is entirely
gone from cornice and colonnade, and the floor of the latter, which
had never been painted, is old and worm-eaten. The grounds about it
are an intricate tangle of brushwood. Flow
done the same by you, " answered Philo. 

 " May God forgive us both. " 

 " _ Amen _, " said Philo, solemnly. 

 " And avail us in the future, " stay John. 

 " Amen again, " said Philo. 

 The dull clatter of a horse's hoof sounded through the fog, and 
 soon the blink of an eye face of Jack Niles beamed upon the ghostly 
 couple. Looking with well simulated astonishment on the group, the 
 empty spear, and his venerable namesake standing in the middle of the 
 road, Jack paused and beg to know what was the trouble, and whether 
 he could be of service. 

 " I believe it was you, " said Philo, look at the mischievous lad with 
 sudden prescience. 

 " I know' twas, " read John. 

 And though Jack never owned it, that was a conviction that never 
 departed from the minds of the two, and when they died, long subsequently, he 
 found himself adhere by substantial reasons to remember the Two Ghosts 
 of New London Turnpike. 




 DOWN BY THE SEA. 




 DOWN BY THE SEA. 

 [ exemplification ] 


 There is a lonely old house situated close down by the sea, in one 
 of the most secluded yet lonely nooks, not far from one of the most 
 noted resorts on the seaboard; an old gray rock house, showing the 
 mark of the many raving mad storms which have beat upon it in all the long 
 class which have passed over it; a house whose bareness and desolation 
 are inspire but little by the heavy - trailing ivy which creeps over 
 a portion of it and in which many wild birds build up their nests. Old 
 as it is, it seems never to have been finished,--rather to have been 
 left without any of the final touches which dispatch a construction, and to 
 have thus stood for many years, with the wild fart and storms of the 
 coast beating against it. Here and there a shutter is tear from its 
 hinges, and lies where it fell under the window. The compass point is entirely 
 fail from cornice and colonnade, and the floor of the latter, which 
 had never been painted, is erstwhile and worm - eaten. The background about it 
 are an intricate tangle of brushwood. run
 doje the same by you," answeved Philo.

"May God forgivx us bofh."

"_Amen_," sxid Philo, solemnly.

"And help ud un tht future," continued Gohn.

"Amen wgain," saud Piilo.

The muffled rmatter of a hkvse's koifs sounded thtough the foc, and
presently tfe twinkling face of Jack Niles beameq upon yhf ghostly
couplg. Loolyng sptm well simulated astonishment on the grmup, the
empty big, and his venerable namedake standing in the mlddle of thg
doaq, Jack paused and begged to know whzt was the trouble, and whether
hd coukd be of sgxcicf.

"H believe iv was jou," said Philo, lookinc at thr mischievous kad wirh
sudden prescience.

"I nnow 'twas," said Johg.

And thouch Jack never owned ir, thaj was a cubviztikn tgat neger
veparted frkm the mindw of the two, and whtn eyey died, long after, hq
found himself bound by substantial reavona to remember the Two Gyosts
of New London Tutnpike.




DOWN BY THE SEA.




DOWN BY THE SEA.

[Illustration]


There is a nonelb uld hjjwe situated close down by the sea, in one
of the iksu svcluded yet loneln nooks, not far frpm omg of the most
nuted rzaodts on the seaboarf; an olq grat stone hjuse, showing the
marks of the maby wild storiw which have beat bpon it in aul tne lomg
years which have passzd oved it; a housf whose bzfeness and desolxtipn
dre enlivened but little br the heaty-tranling ivh whoch crqeps over
a portlmn of it and in whlch mcny whld birds huild their nests. Old
as it is, iv seems never tm hdve been finixhed,--rather to have been
left withouc any uf the lasn touches which compjete a buildith, and to
have thus stjod dor nany yexfs, with the wikd winds cud storms of the
coast beatikg agxjnst it. Here anb uhwre a shutter os gorg vrpm hts
hinges, ang lids dnere kt fell undcr ghe eindow. The point is antidely
gone from cornocc and colinnade, agd the floor pf the latter, whicj
had iever ueen psinjed, is old and worm-eaten. The grkunds abokt lt
are an intrycatc taggle of brbshwood. Flow
done the same by you," answered Philo. forgive both." "_Amen_," Philo, solemnly. "And continued "Amen again," said The muffled clatter a horse's hoofs sounded through the and presently the twinkling face of Jack Niles beamed upon the ghostly couple. with well simulated astonishment on the group, the empty gig, and his venerable standing the of road, Jack paused and begged to know what was the trouble, and whether he could be service. "I believe it was you," said Philo, at the mischievous lad sudden prescience. "I know 'twas," John. though Jack owned that a conviction that departed from the minds of the two, and when they died, long after, he found himself bound substantial reasons the Two of London DOWN BY THE BY THE SEA. [Illustration] There is house situated close down by the sea, in of the secluded yet lonely nooks, not far one of the most noted resorts on the an old gray stone house, showing the marks of the many wild storms which have it in all the years which have over a whose and desolation enlivened but little by the heavy-trailing ivy which creeps over a of it and in which many wild birds build their as is, it seems to have been finished,--rather have left without any of touches complete to thus for many years, with wild winds and storms of coast beating against it. is torn from its hinges, and lies where fell under the window. The point is gone from cornice and colonnade, and the floor of the latter, which never been old and worm-eaten. The grounds about it are intricate tangle of brushwood.
 done the same by you," answered PHilo.

"May God ForgiVe uS boTh."

"_amen_," Said philo, solemnly.

"AND helP us in the future," continueD John.

"amEN agaIN," sAid PhIlo.

The mUFfLED clAtTeR of A hORsE's hooFs sOunded tHrough the fOg, aNd
Presently the TWiNkling face Of JAck Niles beamEd uPon the GhOstLY
coupLe. LOokinG with wELl simuLated astoNiSHment oN The grouP, THe
EmptY gig, and his venerabLE nAMesake standing In the mIdDLe OF The
RoaD, Jack pauseD aNd begGEd to knoW WhAT WAs tHE trouble, and whEther
he coulD Be oF serviCe.

"i beLIeve it Was yoU," sAId PHilo, looking At thE mischievOus lad WIth
suddEN presciEnce.

"I kNow 'TwaS," saiD joHn.

and ThOUgh jAcK neVEr oWned it, thAt WaS a conVictION THat nEveR
depArted From the minds oF thE two, ANd wHen thEy dieD, lonG aFter, hE
found HimseLf Bound by substantIal rEasons to rEmeMbEr tHe two GhOSts
of NEw LOndOn TurnpIke.




DOWN by THe Sea.




doWn BY THE SEA.

[IllustratIoN]


tHeRe is a lonEly old HOuSe SItuated cLoSe dOwn bY THe sea, In onE
Of The most sEcludeD YeT lOnely noOkS, not faR fRom One Of the MOst
nOted reSorts on tHe seaBOard; an old gray sTOne house, showiNG tHE
MaRKs of The Many wild stoRms wHIch hAve bEAt UpoN It in aLl the LoNG
yEArs which have passed oVeR it; a hoUse whOse bareness anD desolatioN
ARE enlivenEd buT LiTTle by the heavy-tRailiNg ivy which CReeps oveR
a porTion of it And in whicH MAny wild bIrdS buIld TheIR NeSts. Old
as it is, iT SEems NeVer to haVe bEen finiSheD,--raTheR to HaVe been
lefT without AnY oF tHe LasT toucHEs which cOmPleTe A buIldinG, And to
hAve thUs stOoD fOR maNy years, WItH THe wiLd WiNds aNd sToRms of The
cOAst Beating Against it. herE And tHeRe A shutteR is torn from itS
hInges, and liEs WheRe it feLL Under the Window. The point is entirelY
Gone froM coRnice And cOlonnade, aNd tHe flooR of THe lattEr, whicH
had nEvEr bEEN painTED, iS olD aNd worm-eateN. tHe gRoundS aBout It
are an Intricate tangle of bRUshWood. Flow
 done the same by you," an swered Phi lo.
"Ma y G od  for give  us both."

"_ A men_ ," said Philo, solemnl y.

" An d  hel p  u s inthe fut u re , "  co nt in ued  J o hn .

"A men  again, " said Phi lo. 
The muffledc la tter of ahor se's hoofs s oun ded th ro ugh the f og,  andpresen t ly the  twinklin gf ace of Jack Ni l e sbeam ed upon the ghost l yc ouple. Looking  withwe l ls i mul ate d astonish me nt on the gro u p, t h e
e m pty gig, andhis venerab l e n amesak esta n ding i n the  m i ddl e of the
ro ad,Jack paus ed and beggedt o knowwhat w asthe  tro u bl e,  an dw het h er 
he cou ld be of  s er vice. 

"I b e l ieve  it  was  you, " said Philo,  lo okin g  at  themisch ievo us  ladwith
s udden  p rescience.

"Iknow  'twas,"sai dJoh n. 

And though  Ja cknever o wned it ,  th at w a sa conviction thatne v e rdeparted  fromt he  m i nds of t he  tw o, a n d  when  the y  d ied, lon g afte r ,he 
foundhi mselfbo und  by  subs t anti al rea sons toremem b er the Two Gho s ts
of New Lon d on T ur n pike .



DOWN BYTHES EA.


D OW N B Y  THESEA.
[ I ll u stration]


There i sa lone ly ol d house situa ted closed o w n by the  sea ,  i n  one
of the mo st se cluded yet lonely n ooks,  not far  from one o f the mo stnot edres o r ts  on the seabo a r d; a nold gra y s tone ho use , s how ing  t he
marksof the m an ywi ld  st ormsw hich hav ebea tupo n iti n allthe l ongye ar s  wh ich hav e  p a s sedov er  it;  aho use w hose bar eness a nd desola tio n 
are  e nl ivenedbut little by  t he heavy-t ra ili ng ivy w hich cre eps over
a portion of i t  and in  wh ich m anywild bird s b uild t hei r  nests . Oldas it  i s,i t  seem s ne ver  t o have bee n fin ished ,- -rat her tohave been
left wit h out  any of the l ast  tou c h es  wh i ch com pl e tea building, and t o
have thu ss to od for man y  ye ar s, with  the wi ld wi n ds andstorms of  the
coas tbeat i n g a gainst it.  Here an d there a shutt e ris to rnfrom i ts 
hi nges,  and l i eswhere  it fe ll  under  thewi ndow. Th e point is entirely
gon e from  corn ice  and colo nna d e,and the f loor  of the la tte r,which 
ha d  neve r be e npai n ted,is o l d and wor m -e ate n .  T he groundsa b o utit
ar e a n  intri cate  tangle of brushw o od. Flow
 done_the same_by you," answered Philo.

"May_God forgive_us_both."

"_Amen_," said_Philo,_solemnly.

"And help us_in the future,"_continued John.

"Amen again," said_Philo.

The muffled clatter_of_a horse's hoofs sounded through the fog, and
presently the twinkling face of Jack Niles_beamed_upon the_ghostly
couple._Looking_with well simulated astonishment on_the group, the
empty gig, and_his venerable_namesake standing in the middle of the
road, Jack_paused_and begged to_know what was the trouble, and whether
he could be_of service.

"I believe it was you,"_said Philo, looking_at_the_mischievous lad with
sudden prescience.

"I_know 'twas," said John.

And though Jack_never owned it, that was a_conviction that never
departed from the minds of_the two, and when they died,_long after, he
found himself bound_by substantial_reasons to remember the Two_Ghosts
of New London_Turnpike.




DOWN BY_THE SEA.




DOWN BY_THE SEA.

[Illustration]


There is a lonely old_house situated close_down by the sea, in one
of_the_most secluded yet_lonely_nooks,_not far_from one of_the_most
noted resorts_on_the seaboard; an old gray stone_house,_showing the
marks of the many wild storms_which have beat upon_it_in all the long
years_which have passed over it;_a house whose bareness and desolation
are_enlivened but_little by_the heavy-trailing ivy which creeps over
a portion of it and in_which many wild birds build their_nests. Old
as it is,_it seems_never_to have been_finished,--rather_to have_been
left without any of the last touches_which complete_a building, and to
have thus stood_for many years, with_the_wild winds and storms of the
coast_beating against it. Here and there_a shutter is torn from_its
hinges,_and_lies where it fell under_the window. The point is entirely
gone_from cornice and_colonnade, and the floor of the latter,_which
had_never been painted, is old and_worm-eaten._The grounds about it
are an intricate_tangle_of_brushwood. Flow