The Mysterious Tale of Mr. Crane the final installment
R.S. never saw his friend Mr. Crane alive again. Just a few short days later, on All Hollows Eve, working late into the night, Crane had decided to sleep at his desk in town. When Mr. Marley discovered his sleeping employee when doing his nightly rounds, he rudely kicked Crane out into the street, without his coat and hat. A shivering Mr. Crane was spotted at the base of Callaway Road by the good doctor returning in his brougham from a late night sick call.
He yelled to Crane to come to his carriage for a ride, but a wild-eyed Crane scurried frantically away into the night. At that juncture, he was less than a mile from his home.
R.S. rode his horse the next morning to see what could not be believed by hearing alone. The doctor was there amongst the crowd, but his expertise was not needed to declare Mr. Crane dead. That was plain for all to see. There he lay, in his own dooryard, hands crossed over his chest, with his head neatly severed and replaced by a jack-o-lantern, with the tallow candle still sputtering inside. All around poor Mr. Crane's body, in the dust, were the shoe prints of a massive horse.
No satisfactory explanation could ever be put forth as to what exactly had happened to poor Mr. Crane. His life and death stitched forever into the fabric of local lore. But in the years since, R.S. brews a special beer this time of year to commemorate the life and death of a one Mr. Crane, a man whose final days remain shrouded in mystery.
We hope you enjoyed our spooky serialized farm tale! Mr. Crane's Stupendous and Sublime Spiced Pumpkin ale will be on tap at the farm tap room beginning this Friday, October 2nd! We hope you enjoy it!