New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1878-01-09

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said they reminded him Of the old song
of the rose just washed By the rain.
GHOST STORIES.
t The events which / record in this pa
per have. taken place eithersin my own
family or in the fa1niiiies Of intimate
friends, or arc from the narration Of per
sons of strict yeracity begin with one
told Ame very lately by q pious and use
full a,1ilpister of the Church Of England. I
give this ,anecdote of his boyish DAYS as
much as possible in his own words, sSStfi 4.
| 7 was brought up by my grandfather
and grand othelf, who resided in the old
family mansion On the banks of the Der.
went, in DerbYshire. This venerable
place. which had belonged to our family
fromathe time of the Norman Conquest,
had wide reputation for being haunted,
and indeed the strange noises which were
heard and the strange tricks Which were
played, for which nothing rational could
account, made the belief of general ac-
ceptance. From generation to genera
ton no death had oaeurred in our family
without some supernatural warning be-
ing given, and in what am about to tell
| you was the person visited for this pur-
pose.
When I was about17 years Of age, it
| was rather suddenly agreed that 1 should
gowith granny, as called her. to pay
9 visit Of q few days to my parents, who
lived in the suburbs Of Manchester. Dur
ing the past summer my youngest sister,
Lizzie, with whom had been very little
acquainted before, had payed us q visit
at the time Of hay making, and remem-
Der thinking that she was the most beau,i-
full child | had ever seen. Always in
white, with lovely auburn hair floating ii
long curls over her shoulders, and play
fully darling in and out among the hay
makers, she appeared to me something.
angelic, and when her visit was ended I
quite grrieved over her departure. [ was
therefore much pleased when granny
asked me tolaccompany her to Manchest-
er, IS / should see my dear little sister
again. A year before we had lost an
aunt to whom we were deeply attached,
and her bereaved husband was at the
present time inhabiting one wing of our
old family mansion. ,F i.
TWAS the 10th of December 1856. that
after carefully packing my box for the
journey, and laying quite at the bottom
OF the box as it stood in one corner of the
room some articles of black Grape which
[ had worn at my aunts funeral, I went
to pay a farewell visit to my uncle in his
part of the house. After had sat with
him some TIME the hall clock struck A,
and just at that moment felt deadly
chill and shiyering all over me exactly as
if ! had been sud denly plunged into cold
water. I became deadly pale, and my
uncle in an alarmed tone asked what was
the matter with me. II I told him i did.
not know, but that I had never felt such,
astrange sensation before. MY uncle i'm.
agined that q must have taken cold and
recomm ended my going. early to bed, - 81
was to travel the fol lowing day.
Having quite recovered from my ,,iin-
pleasant feelings, I spent the evening" as
usual, and retired to bed at the accus-
toned time. Now, my bedroom was at
the end of long, narrow corridor, and en-
actly opposite the door by which 1 I'll
tered was the door Of a room said to bk
haunted, which was always kept closed.
and which no servant in the house could
be persuaded to enter; indeed, they very.
unanimously avoided going into the cor
ridor itself after dark, though il opened
into many bedrooms beside my own I.
had two or three times, while boy, been
in the haunted room with my grandfath-
er; / saw nothing remarkable about it but
good deal of moldy, old fashioned fur.
niture, and an immense, funeral looking
bed at one end, with hangings which had
once been splendid but were now drop
ping to pieces from age and neglect.
The bed in my room stood exactly facing
the door by which ! entered and the door
of the haunted room across the passage.
Another door on the same side of the
broom was blocked UP By my box, which
lstood against it. annot distinctly re-
Rmember whether or lot in entering for
1.-THE night closed 1nt Bedroom door, but
lthink it almost certain that I did So for
1t was December and the weather very
cold. f5sc islE1s7 ssffa 81 /
| L went to bed, full |of my to-morrow's.
journey, and not giving single thought
b either ghosts or haunted rooms, went
| FIST to sleep. How long slcptaI cannot
guess, butt found myself sitting up iD|
bed intently watching the door of my
rtom, and the door of 1.-THE haunted room,
which was also open, and which could
| sfe across the corridor las the moonlight
fill upon it. From this room cams a
figure which I watched across the passage
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