Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1882-11-12

before the prince, as said her Majesty. he Dc
Rev Charles Dale's oorroborAtion of the story.
''The narrative" says the writer. derives us
are unimpeaehable, and the longdsputed fact Is,
in my opinion. proved that impaipaole spirits not
also possess weight and voice" The writer is a
rector and rural dean In the late Established
Church Of Ireland, and a justice OF the peace for
two Countess
The Ghost story That was Told 10
Queen Victoria.
About the close of the last century my
father was invited by Mrs. Tottenham to
meet large party at the hall. He rode, az
was then the usual custom in Ireland, with
his pistols in his holsters. On arriving he
found the house full, and Mrs. Tottenham
apologized TO him for being obliged to assign
to him the tapestry chamber for the night,
which, however, he gladly accepted, having
never heard any of the stories connected
with it.
However, he had hardly covered himself
in the bed when something heavy leaped
npon il, grotVIing like a dog. the curtains
were torn back and the bedclothes stripped
from off the bed SupposiDg that some Of
his companions were playing tricks, he
called out that he would shoot them, and,
seiziug pistol, he fred /. up the chimney,
lest he should wound one Of them. He then
struck light and searched the room dill
gently, but found no sign or mark of any
retiring 10 rest.
Next day he informed his hos, how he b d
been annoyed in that room, but they could
only say that they would not have put him
in il If they had had any other to offer him.
Years passed on, when the Marquis OF Ely
HIS valet, Shannon, was put to sleep in the
tapestry room. In the middle OF the night
the whole family was aroused by his dread
full roars and screeches, and he was found
lying 10 another room fainting in mortal
terror. After some time he told them that,
coon after he had laid himself down in bed,
he was startled by the rafting of the cur
tsins IS they were torn back, and, looking
up, he saw a tall lady by the bedside dressed
in stiff brocaded silk. He leaped up and
rushed out of the room screaming with ter
ror. Then first he heard from the old
housekeeper-Aunty Neal-of Miss Totem
ham.
Again the room was shut up, and years
passed on, when was brought by my father
with the rest of the family TO the hall for the
summer bathing. / was attracted by the
antique look, somber pictures and quaint
character OF the tapestry room, and at once
chose it for my bedroom, being wholly and
utterly ignorant of particle of the stories
connected with it, or even OF the TACT that
Anne Tottenham had ever existed. The
tapestry represented hunting-field OF old,
where gentlemen and ladies with long spears
followed the game-stags and harts-and
the attendants 10 the woods reused out the
game and the dogs careered about. When
there was a windy night the tapestry waved,
and the whole scene seemed animated with
heavy kind of life. Many night slept
peacefully on poor Anne's bed, finding food for
Imagination as the wind moved the figures,
which seemed to thrust their spears as the
dogs gave chase
One night, however, / sat up much later
than usual to finish an interesting article in
-BbdcktCoods Magazine. The full moon was
shining clearly through two large windows,
making all as clear, so To speak, as day. /
was Just about getting into bed, and hap
pened 10 be looking at the door, when, to my
great surprise, saw it open quickly and
noiselessly, and as quickly and noiselessly
did il shut again, and the tall figure of a
lady in Stiff dress proceeded to pass
through the room toward one of those Gu
rious closets before mentioned, which was in
the opposite corner.
followed her with my eyes in as'onish-
ment, until the corner of the bed hid her
from my sight. / rubbed my eyes.
thought of Sir David BreEster's theories,
and deceptio Uislls and everything, except
that really had seen a woman; for the idt a
OF a ghost did not for moment enter my
head. i quickly reasoned myself into a
sound sleep and forgot the matter.
The next night again sat up late in my
bedroom, preparing a gun and ammunition
10 go to shoot seabirds early next morning,
when the door again opened and shut in the
same noiseless manner, and the same tall
lady proceeded to cross the room quietly and
deliberately, as before, toward the closet. 1
Instantly rushed at her and threw my right
arm around her figure, exclaiming, HAIL
have you nowp To my utter astonishment
my arm passed through her, and came with
thud against the bedpost and curtains, at
which spot she then was. The figure quick
ened its pace, aud IS she passed the skirt OF
her dress Tapped up against the curtains,
and l marked distiuctively the pattern of
her gown stiff Powered or brocaded silk.
Again L rubbed my eyes, thought upon the
vagarles of vision, and soon went to Sleep
That had seen and endeavored to grasp a
ghost never came across my mind; my pulse
was mol quickened one throb. iancied l
could make out some scientific reason for it,
However, told the story at breakfast next
morning. My father, who had himself suf
Tered from the lady's visit SO long before,
never said word, and it passed as some
folly OF mine. So slight was the impression
1T made on me at the time that, though i
slept many a night after in that room, 1
never thought Of watching or looking out
for anything, and doubtless the poor form
often passed me in my sleep into ner mystic
rious cloeet. / afterward heard that my
father had written to friend, elliug him
that l also had seen Miss 1ottenham in the
tapestry-room.
rhe yesrs wore on, and once again 1 was
guest at LOTUS Hall. The Marquis of Ely
and his large family, with a great retinue Of
servants, filled the house to oveThowing' As
passed the heusekeepeI's room heard the
valet, Shannon, say TO her, what 1 sleep
IN The topesGy-roorf Neverl will leave nj
lords service before l sleep thereI"
AT once my former experience in that room
flashed upon my mind. l had never thought
of it during the interview, aud was still ig-
norant of Anne Tottenham; so, when the
housekeeper had gone, / entered the room
and said, Shannon, do tell me why you will
not sleep In the tapestry-room, as L have a
particular reason for asking you the ques-
tion" He looked at me for a moment and
then eaid, "Is it possible that You do not
know?" l said, 81 really know nothing, but
L have particular reason for asking why
you will not sleep in that ROOM" Again he
said, ''is II possible that you do not know that
Miss Tottenham passes through that room
every night, and, dressed in a stiff, flow
cred silk dress, enters the closet in the cor
nerW / replied that had never heard
word of her until now, but that, when was
here few years ago, / saw twice figure ex-
actly like what he had described, and passed
my arm through her body, and that the Sec
ond time had distinctly seen the flowers on
her gown, as from her haste it had turned up
in triangular lap ON my curtain. "Yes,"
said he, THAT was Miss Tottenham, and, as
is we'll known, she was conined-mad-in
that room aud died there, and, they say, was
buried in that closet"
Upon my visit at that time the tapestry
room was allotted to a married couple, and
then learned nothing further.
Again time wore on. | had entered nv
profession and was immersed in hard and
constant work in the north of Ireland, and
had too much 10 do sven 10 think of Anne
Tottenham.
Another generation arose, another owner
possessed the property---fhe grandson of my
friend. In the year 1858, he, being then j
child, came with his mother, the present
Dowager Warehouses of Ely, and his tutor,
The Rev. Mr.. Dale, to the Hall for the bath
ing season. Mr.. D4ie was no imaginative
persona solid, steady, highly educated En-
glish clergyman, who had never heard the
name even of Miss Tottenham. The tapes
try-room was his bedcha nber. One day in
that year, when autumn was fast fading into
winter, 1 received letter from Lord Henry
Lotus, the uncle of the young Marquis of
Ely, saying, ado tell me what you saw long
ago in The tapestry chamber, for something
strange must have happened there to the
Rev. Charles Dale, as he came 10 breakfast
quite mysti6ed. Something very strange
must have happened to him In that room,
but he will not tell us, seems qDite
nervous, and, in short, is determined
to give up his tutorship and go at once
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