St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-03-11


ing undressed and put out my light /
fell into a sound, dreamleSs sleep. 1
awakened about 8 o'clock in the morn
ing with my face to the front window,
Opening my eyes, saw right before
me the figure of woman, STOPPING
down, and apparently looking at me.
Her head and shoulders were wrapped
in common gray wooden shawl. Her
arms were folded and wrapped in the
shawl. | looked at her in my horror.
and dared not cry out lest | might move
the awful thing to speech or action. l
lay and looked, and felt as if l should
lose my reason. Behind her head saw
the window and the growing dawn. the
looking-glass upon the tOilet-table and
the furniture in that part OF the room.
MURDER HAD BEEN COMMITTED THERE.
"After what may have been only a
few seconds of the duration OF this Wis.
iOn-I can not judge-she raised herSelf
and went backward towards the win
dow, stood at the toilet table and gradu-
ally vanished. / mean she grew by de-
g1ees transparent, and that through the
Shawl and gray dress she wore, l saw
the white muslin of the table-cOver
again, and at last saw only that in the
place where she had stood. For hours
l laid myself down, as l had on trst
awakening, not daring even to turn my
eyes, lest on the other side of the bed
should see her again. Now there is one
thing of which l could take my oath,
and that is that did not mention this
circumstance either to my brother OF to
our servant or to any one else.
Exactly fortnight afterwards, when
sitting at breakfast, noticed that my
brother seemed out of sorts and did not
eat. On my asking if anything was the
matter, he replied, No, but I've had
horrible nightmare. Indeed he went
on, it was no nightmare. saw it early
this morning Just as distinctly as | see
you.' 'What?' l asked. "A villainOus-
looking hag,' he answered, with her
head and arms wrapped in a gray shawl,
stopping over me and looking like
this
HE got up, folded his arms and put
himself in the posture remembered so
well. He then described how the figure
moved towards the door and dlSap-
pepred. Her malvolent face and her
posture struck terror to my SOUL he
said.
ga year later, in the month of July,
one evening about o'clock, my second
eldest sister and her two little children,
who were visiting us, were the only
folks at home. The eldest child, boy
of five years, wanted drink OF water,
and On leaving the dining room to fetch
it my sister desired the children to re-
main there until her return, she leaving
the door open. Coming back as quickly
as possible she met the boy, pale and
trem bling, on his way to her and asked
him why he had left the room. 'Oh,'
he cried, who is that woman? who is
that womanT 'Where?' she asked.
That old woman who went up stairs
he answered. She tried to convince
him that there was no one else in the
house, but he was so agltated and so
eager to prove it that she took his
trembling hand in hers and brought him
up stairs and went from one room to an
other, he searching behind curtains and
under beds, still maintaing that a
woman did go up stairs. My sister
rightly thought that the mere fact OF a
woman going up stairs in house where
she was stranger would not account
for the child's terror.
ga neighbor of ours started when we
first told him what we had seen, and
then asked if we had never heard that
woman had been murdered in that
house many years previous to our pur-
chase of it. He said it had the reputa-
UlOll Ol UGlllS llduHtCQ. ulo Wdo tilC
first intimation we had of the fact.
."On the night of July Z, 1886, was
awakened from sound sleep by some
one speaking close to me. l turned
round, saying, Emily, what is it"
thinking that my sister, who slept in the
room next to mine, had come in. | saw
plainly the figure of woman, who de-
liberately and silently moved away
towards the door, which remained shut,
as | had left it.
1.-TWO days after this occurrence I
was wakened, about 6 o'clock in the
morning, by a presentiment of ap-
preaching evil. opened my eyes and
distinctly saw the form of darby clad,
elderly female bending over me with
folded arms. and glaring at me with the
most intense malignity. I tried to
scream and struggled to withdraw my
self from her, when she slowly and 81
lently receded backwards, and seemed
to vanish through the bed room door,"
This is the remarkable storys of
Worcester county manufacturer, whose
digestion is good, whose head is eXcep-
tionally clear, and who has never been
suspected of possessing great magma
tive powers.