ZigZag Journeys in Northern Lands;

b again.-Some

y as when the Northmen beheld them nearly nine hundred years ago, were radiant with the autumn tinges of foliage

some of whom were at Harvard, Brown, and Yale. Master Lewis

, William Clifton, and Herman Reed, who made a journey on the Rhine under the direction of Mr

hy, legends, and household stories of some chosen country, and during the long summer vacation as many of the society as could do so, visited, under the direction of their teachers, the lands about which they had studied. This society was called the Zigzag Club, becaus

histories, traditions, romances, and stories of places. They seek to tell stories at the places where the events occurred and amid the associations of the

undred thousand vol

e's "Twice-Told Tales." Master Lewis presently took a seat beside him; and "Gentleman Jo," who

ilitary service in the West, and was thus compelled to accept a situation at Yule that was quite below his intelligence and per

yet?" asked Master Lewis of Charlie

al meeting in my

your plan

NERY IN SOUT

have agreed to relate historic ghost stories. We asked Tommy Toby to be present, and he promised to give us for the occasion his ve

ghost stories?" asked

p Van Winkle,' 'Sleepy Hollow,' and 'Twice-Told Tales' turned our thoughts to popular superstitions;

inking. Still, the subject might be made i

sked Charlie of Gentleman Jo,

ingham, before the war. Hingham used to be famous for its ghost stories; a

ing attitude, and a number of

JO'S GHO

air flying, and her cap perched upon the top of her head, and exclaimed: "Wurrah! I have seen a ghoust, and it's lave the hoose I mus

ve you seen?" asked

e eyes and hid mesilf under the piller. But it was

ng. Spirits that clank their chains

was nothing but rats." Then, turning to

it day before yesterday, and when

the wages?" said Biddy, "a

my sister, in

e don't think I'd be afther stayin'

out, saw our late domestic, with a budget on each arm, trud

k Biddy's place that very day, and was assign

evening, and some of the guest

hatting with the few who remained. Suddenly there was a mysterious movement at one of

nded my sister, of th

EEN DE

c appeared in h

debble, I done have," wa

uld wish any one to see in our house, as des

o back to bed and to sleep, and do not shame us b

at belong to me, an' I'll leave, and never disturb you nor dis house any more. It's dreadful enough to be visite

you see?

hear it. I wouldn't hav' seen it for de world. I

stairs. The next morning she took

last domestic left she arrived, bag and baggage, greatly to our annoyance. We said nothing about

a few minutes, when the house echoed with the startling cry of "Murder! Murder! Murder!" The accent was very strong

er and asked at the do

laimed my aunt. "Murder! Oh, wa

sitting-room, where she sat sobbing for a long time, declari

morning she l

llowing night would produce. I examined the room carefully du

m the same room. They seemed like the footfalls of a person wh

ore the door. Presently there was a movement in the room as of some one dragging a chain. My courage bega

led, and, opening the door with a ner

, had in her claws a large rat, to whose leg was atta

d Charlie. "But that is not a true colonial g

gthening upon the lawns, and the chirp of the crickets was heard in the old walls.

ot please you?"

a different m

Lewis

s in the Academy, appeared, a bunch of keys jingling by her side

the chatty, familiar old lady in this way,-"you have seen ghosts, haven'

e easy piazza chairs. After a few minutes she was

GOLDEN'S ONL

and watch with the dead body in the night, as long as it remained in the house.

he lived and died alone. His sister Dorothea-Dorothy she was commonly called-took charge of th

as I could not bear that he should be out of my sight a minute when I could help it, I consente

e evening; it wasn't customary for the watchers to g

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traveller,-a poor Irishman,-an old man, evidently hon

ngry, weary, and footsore, and if tu

f Dorothy was touched at the story of the s

ng that she expected company. Instead of going with him to show where he was to sleep, as she ough

chamber where lay the body of poor Jemmy Robbin. In closing the door the light was blown out. He found there was what seemed to be some

e bed. What seemed to be the corpse lay there, as it should. Then grandfath

o and how happy we should be when we went to housekeeping

that?"

ather. "Mercy! that

cluded that it was the wind that had startled us. I gave grand

when there was a noise in bed. We were silent in a moment. The counterpane certainly moved.

ified. He attempted to ejaculate something,

y!" s

it?" said

d call Dorot

frightened out

hear anything more," I said,

igure started

wha-" mumbled the o

ttom of the stairs at one bound, gave vent to my terrors by a scr

e was a sound of feet and a loud ejacul

ather, and, sure enough, ther

hy, startled from her sleep, came rus

a ghost, Doro

wha

een the a

n'," said

ct in the darkness. "There

man," said Dorothy, a

?" asked I. "A

t he mistook his room and w

ything but pleased, and declared that he would rather hav

all?" ask

Golden. "Just hear the crickets

"Perhaps, Master Lewis, you can tell us a stor

ith books you

t of Nature,"

said Grandmother Golden. "Get to

tory of Macbeth answe

Shakspeare. The greatest

wait and hear that story, too," sa

IS'S STORY

n the countries of Northern Europe were disquieted by the ships of the Danes, there was a king of the Scots, named Duncan. He was a very old

nd his sons were too young for such a trust. He had a kinsman, who had proved himself a brave soldier, named Macbeth. He placed this kinsman at the head of his troops; and certain writers, long, long after the event, discovered

a province. The father of Ma

t Macbeth was coming to the place they went out to meet him, and awaited his coming on a great heath. The fir

ail, Macbeth-hail to t

il, Macbeth-thou shalt

ed to be king of Scotland, but he had never anticipated such a disclosure of his destiny as this. The old women tol

e of Glamis was dead. The melancholy event was not unwelcome to Macbeth; his spirits rose to a still higher

this, and asked the meaning. They told him that the thane of Cawdor had rebelled, and that the king had bestowed the province upon him. Macbeth was i

g queen. She was much concerned lest the nature of her husband should prove "too full of the milk of human kindness" to come to the "golden round." So

h thought this a golden opportunity for accomplishing the decrees of destiny, and when the old king arr

st love, Duncan co

nd when g

h. To-

r shall sun th

he royal guest with a face all radiant with smiles, and called him sweet names, and told him fine stories, and brim

which events, we have noticed in the stories of the old writers, were apt to occur in early times when something was ab

ate, when the feast was done. Before retiring he sent to "his most kind hostes

e taunted him as being a coward, and told him to "screw his courage up to the sticking-place, and he would not fail." Then he took his dagger, and, according to Shakspeare,

of the life of Duncan. When the deed was done, he put his poniard into the hand of a sentinel,

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get up. Macduff, the thane of Fife, who was one of the royal party, decided at last to go to the king's apartment to see if the k

horror! ho

What's th

sacrilegious murder hath broke ope the Lord's anoint

s 't you say

ds, he despatched the sentinels of the king, whom he feigned to believe had done the deed. Lady Macb

for the stability of his throne. He thought to correct the tables of destiny somewhat, and so he induced two desperate men to do by Banquo as he had d

ll, but who, on the death of his father, eluded his enemies and fled to Fran

of his relations should do by him as he had done by Duncan and Banquo. He became so miserable at last that he de

a toad, the toe of a frog, the wool of a bat, an adder's tongue, an owl's wing, and many other things, of which

uble, toil

and, caldr

ld never be overcome by his enemies until Birnam wood should com

l never vanqu

wood to high

me again

Dunsnan), and Macbeth thought that the language was a mysti

t aid of the good King Edward the Confessor against Macbeth. Macduff, having quarrelled with the king, joined Malc

he marched to the attack, that Macbeth might not be able to discover the number and the strength of the assailants. Thus Birnam wood came against Du

a story; but I fear that Shakspeare made his wonderful

claim, but Duncan obtained the power. Macbeth was naturally dissatisfied, and the insolence of Malcolm, the son of Duncan, who placed himself at the head of an intriguing party in Northumberland, changed his dissatisfaction to resentment, and he slew the king

Malcolm avenged his father's death, slaying Macbeth at a place

s son Fleance" never had any real existence, which

witches, after a

no wi

Banq

Banq

gh

Banquo ne

" asked Grand

t is