Juliet signal. [volume] (Juliet [i.e. Joliet], Ill.) 1844-1???, 1861-11-19
From the London Packet.
A REAL EXPERIENCE.

WhOily olsOeieVe In spirit rapplng, Ia
BILE turning. and all supernatural eccentri-
cities Of that nature. | refuse credence to
the best authenticated ghost story (minG
you ghost story pur ct simple
| can sleep III the gloomiest haunted
room in the gloOmicst haunted house, with.
out the slightest fear Of nocturnal visit
from the other world.
But, although l scott at white ladies.
bleeding nuns, ct hoe genus Omne, there is
species of supernatural occurrence iIswhiEh
| am, confess, an unwilling and hesitating
believer
The circumstances I am about to relate
are of this nature. and were told me by an
intimate friend of mine, as having lately
occurred to a relation of his own.
Two years ago, toward the end of the
London season, weary Uf the noise and bus
tie that for the last three mouths had been
ceasslessly going on around me, deter
termined to seek a few days rest and quiet
in the country. The next evening saw me
comfortably installed in a pretty farm
house about two miles from the cathedral
town of X. The little cottage in
which had taken up my quarters belonged
to an old servant of my fathers and had
lung been favorite resort of mine when
wishing FOR quiet and fresh air.
The evening of the second day after my
arrival was unusually close and sultry even
for the time Of year. Weary wirh the heat,
and somewhat stated with the two days ex
perience had enjoyed Of quiet country
lie, l went up to my bedroom about half
past ten with the intention Of taking refuge
from the ennui which was growing Cd me,
in a good Long nights sleep. Finding
however, the heat an unsuperable obstacle
to close my eyes, got up, put on my dress
ing gown. and ligt ting cigar. sat down at
the open window, and dreamiy gazed out
on the garden in front of the cottage. Be
fore me several low, fiat meadows stretched
down to the river. which separated us from
the town. In the distance the massive
towers of the cathedral appeared in strong
and bright relief against the sky. The
whole landscape, indeed, was hathed in a
flood 0f light from the clear summer moon .
was gradually getting sleepy end be-
ginning to tbiuk Of turning in, when /
heard a soft clear voice, proceeding appar-
emily from some one just beneath my wins
dow. saying:
'GeOrge, George, be quick: You are
wanted in the town."
| Immediately looked from the window,
and although the moon still shone must
brilliantly, somewhat to my surprise could
see no one. Thinking, however, that it
was some friend Of my landlords who was
begging him to come in to the town upon
business, turned from the window and
getting into bed, in few minutes was fast
asleep.
must have slept about three hours,
L. -
with shiveriog goose skin feeling all
over me. Fancying that this was caused
by the morning air from the open window
l was getting out of bed to close it, when
heard the same voice proceeding from the
very window itself.
George, be quick You are wanted in
the town."
These words produced an understandable
effect upon me. trembled from head to
foot. and q curious creeping about the roots
of the hair, stood and listened. Hearing
nothing more, walked to the window and
looked out. As before, nothing was seen.
I stood in the shade Of the curtain for
some minutes, watching for the speaker to
show himself. and then laughing st my
own nervousness, closed the window and
returned TO bed.
The gray morning light was now gradu-
ally overspreadiEg the heavens, and day
light is antagonistic to all those fears
which, under cover of the darkness, will
steal at all times over the boldest. In spite
of this, could not shake of the uncom-
Portable feeling produced By that voice
Yainly tried to close my eyes. Eyes re-
manned Obstinately open; ears sensitiveiy
alive to the smallest sound.
Some half hour had elapsed; when again
felt the same chill stealing over me-
with the Precipitation standing on my fUres
head, started up in bed, and listened with
all my might. An instant of dead silence,
and the mysterious voice followed:
George. be quick! You must 60 into
the town."
This was in the room-nay, more, by
my very bedside. The miserable fear that
came over me cannot attempt to describe,
l felt that the words were addressed to me,
and that by no human mouth.
Hearing nothing more, slowly got out
of bed, and by every means IN my power
convinced myself that was wide awake,
and not dreaming. Locking at myself IN
the glass en- the dressing table, l was at
first shocked, and then, in spite Of myself,
amused, by the pallid hue and
scared expression of my countenance.
grinned a CHASTITY grin at myself.
q bi. of pOlky, and got into bed
again.
/ had horrible sort Of notion that some
one was looking at me, and that it would