The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1877-03-21
A Story OF A Haunted House.


F. J. Theobold in the London Spirtualist
Ul am sure your readers will be inter-
ested in the following account of haun.
tings:
! can vouch for the entire truth of
the whole statement. The young lady
ito whom the events happened related
them to me herself, and as far as pos
sible have used her own words as she
described the details to me. For
obvious reasons it would not be wise
to publish the address OF the house,
but I may say that it was at one time
inhabited by a man who held a high
position in society, but is unfortunately
noted in history for his atrocities, and
especially during his residence on the
premises now under notice.
It is beautifully situated, within a
few hours railway journey from Lon
don.
should say that my friend is not a
Spirituallst, although, without her
own knowledge, she must be Il medi-
UNI.
The following is the narrative:
lone cold winters night 1 awoke,
and to my great surprise I found there
was a bright freight in the room.
l sat up in bed and noticed that the
ordinary CRATE was not to be seen, but
in its place appeared an Old-fashiOned
open hearth upon which was blaz-
ing splendid fire the light of which
had filed the room and had woke me
up. I saw small strip of carpet laid
down in front of the fire, but there
was no fender. When we went to bed
there had been fender but no carpet,
and no fire.
LAS looked with establishment,
particularly remarked brass pair of
fire dogs, with very curious and pretty
twisted fire-irons resting upon them.
By the side Of the fire was beautifully
carved oak armchair, made with a
square seat, the point of which was in
front, land round back. It was such a
chair as was used two hundred years
ago. In this chair was sitting an old man,
he was resting his elbow on the arm
of the chair, and with his hand sup.
porting his head ; he was looking
directly toward me, with an intent,
sad gaze.
Gle was dressed in the style Of the
olden times-two hundred years ago
with knee breaches and stockings. l
noticed curiously the flicker OF the
fire, as it was reflected in his bright
knee and shoe buckles.
~ woke my sister who was sleeping
with me, saying, DO you not see that
old man sitting by the fire 2 She sat
up by my side, but saw nothing, and
advised me to GO to Sleep advice she
acted upon herself, but lay down and
shut my eyes for time, then sat up,
and again saw the scene l have de-,
scribed, and watched it for some time,
for I was not in the least frightened,
not even at the sight of the old man,
and l often wish had spoke to him.
At last laid down and went to sleep.
On aw aking in the morning my sister
asked me what I had been talking
about in the night, fully admitting
that when awoke her I was myself
most fully awake, and not in dream.
ing condition. We had been living
in the house about two months when
this occurred land we found that it was
known through the town to be haunted.
We lived there nearly two years,
and during the whole time were
annoyed by mysterious knockings and
noises, but the white Lady did not
show herself until just as we were
leaving. My father and mother had
already returned home, sending me
and my younger sister and a young
housemaid, to finish the packing up.
son Saturday evening my sister and
I went out, leaving the servant to cord
some boxes and put the rooms in order;
we did not return until past 10 o'clock,
when, to our surprise, we found the
servant sitting in the hall with the
front door open. She began to cry on
seeing us, saying that she had been
much frightened. She told us that
after we had gone out, and she had
changed her dress, as she was coming
out Of Der room, which opened on the
front staircase, she thought she saw
me coming upstairs, only had changed
my dress and had on long white one;
she exclaimed, oh! Miss A., you
are never going out just now, in your
best white dress? r.. ,....... ..
"By the time she had said this, the
figure was close up to her, then she
saw it was a woman, dressed in a long
trailing gown of some white material,
but she could rot distinguish any face.
The figure stopped when quite close to
her, and suddenly she thought what it
really was-the ghost upon which,