larly the knocking during family prayer. But that evening (to my great satisfaction) we had no knocking at all. But between nine and ten a servant came in and said, '"Old Jeffrey is coming (that was the name of one that died in the house), for I hear the signal." This, they inform me, was heard every night about a quarter before ten. It was toward the top of the house, on the outside, at the north-east corner, resem bling the loud creaking of a saw, or rather that of a windmill, when the body of it is turned about, in order to shift the sails to the wind. We then heard a knock ing over our heads; and Mr. Wesley, catching up a candle, said, '"Come, Sir, now you shall hear for your self.'" We went upstairs; he with much hope, and I(to say the truth) with much fear. When we came into the nursery, it was knocking in the next room; when we were there, it was knocking in the nursery. And there it continued to knock though we came in, particularly at the head of the bed (which was of wood), in which Miss Hetty and two of her younger sisters lay. Mr. Wesley, observing that they were much affected, though asleep, sweating and trembling exceedingly, was very angry; and pulling out a pistol, was going to fire at the place from whence the sound came. But I catched him by the arm, and said, '"Sir, you are convinced this is something preternatural. If so, you cannot hurt it He then went but you give it power to hurt you.'" close to the place, and said stemly, '"Thou deaf and dumb devil, why dost thou fright these children, that cannot answer for themselves ? Come to me in my study that am a man?'". Instantly it knocked his knock, (the particular knock which he always used at the gate as if it would shiver the board in pieces; and we heard nothing more that night.' Till this time my father had never heard the least disturbances in his study. But the next evening, as he attempted to go into his study (of which none had any key but himself), when he opened the door, it was thrust back with such vio lence as had like to have thrown him down. However, he thrust the door open, and went in. Presently there was knocking, first on one side, then on the other; and after a time, in the next room, wherein my sister Nancy was. He went into that room, and (the noise con tinuing) adjured it to speak, but in vain. He then said, 'These spirits love darkness; put out the candle and perhaps it will speak.' She did so, and he repeated his adjuration ; but still there was only knocking, and no articulate sound. Upon this he said, Nancy, two Christians are an overmatch for the devil. Go all of you downstairs ; it may be when I am alone, he will have courage to speak. When she was gone, a thought came in, and he said, 'If thou art the spirit of my son Samuel, I pray knock three knocks, and no more.' Immediately all was silence ; and there was no more knocking at all that night. I asked my sister Nancy (then about fifteen years old) whether she was not afraid when my father used that adjuration? She answered, she was sadly afraid it would speak, when she put out the candle; but she was not at all afraid in the day-time, when it walked after her, as she swept the chambers, as it constantly did, and seemed to sweep after her; only she thought he might have done it for her, and saved her the trouble. By this time all my sisters were so accustomed to these noises, that they gave them little disturbance. A gentle tapping at their bed-head usually began between nine and ten at night. They then commonly said to each other, Jeffrey is coming; it is time to go to sleep. And if they heard a noise in the day, and said to my youngest sister, 'Hark, Kezzy, Jeffrey is knocking above;’ she would run upstairs, and pursue it from room to room, saying she desired no better diversion. “ A few nights after, my father and mother were just gone to bed, and the candle was not taken away, when they heard three blows, and a second, and a third three, as it were with a large oaken staff, struck upon a chest which stood by the bed-side. My father immediately arose, put on his night-gown, and hearing great noises below, took the candle and went down; my mother walked by his side. As they went down the broad stairs, they heard as if a vessel, full of silver, was poured upon my mother’s breast, and ran jingling down to her feet. Quickly after there was a sound, as if a large iron ball was thrown among many bottles under the stairs; but nothing was hurt. Soon after, our large mastiff dog came, and ran to shelter himself between them. While the disturbances continued, he used to bark and leap, and snap on one side and the other; and that frequently before any person in the room heard any noise at all. But after two or three days, he used to tremble, and creep away before the noise began. And by this the family knew it was at hand; nor did the observation ever fail. A little before my father and mother came into the hall, it seemed as if a very large coal was violently thrown upon the floor, and dashed all in pieces ; but nothing was seen. My father then cried out, “Sukey, do you not hear? All the pewter is thrown about the kitchen.' But when they looked, all the pewter stood in its place. There then was a loud knocking at the back-door. My father opened it, but saw nothing. It was then at the fore door. He opened that, but it was still lost labour. After opening first the one, then