The Spook Story of the Runaway Horse
A family lived on a back hilly road, and where the highway passed their house it was quite steep. Comparatively few teams would be seen during the day and still fewer would be abroad at night. It therefore might be expected that when all the sounds of a horse galloping wildly down the road with a rattling wagon at his heels should be heard, the people would rush to the windows and doors to find out whose horse was subjecting his driver to probable injury or sudden death; but they didn’t—at least after the first few times. They knew no horse was running away; it was only the spook.
And still there are people in this age of jazz who think the “old times” had no excitement.
Most of the practical jokes of the spook were harmless, but in a given instance he seems to have gone rather too far.