The haunted homes and family traditions of Great BritainW. H. Allen, 1884 |
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afterwards alarmed ancient antique apparition appeared Ashley believed Berry Pomeroy Castle Bettiscombe Birchen Bower Black Heddon Blenkinsopp boggart Bolling Hall brother buried Burton Agnes Hall Calverley chamber Clegg Hall Combermere Abbey Cumnor curious dark death Denton Hall disturbances door dressed Earl Patie Eastbury Ewshott House eyes gentleman ghost ghostly Glamis Castle guest hand haunted head headless heard Hinton Ampner horse Lancashire legend looked Lord mansion Mary King's Close Miss Beswick morning mystery narrative neighbourhood neighbouring never night noise old Hall once Park passed persons Phillipson remains remarkable replied residence rest round says secret seemed seen servants Silky sister skull sleep Smithills Hall sounds spectre spirit stairs story strange supernatural supposed thought told tradition Tregeagle troubled Wadebridge walked walls whilst White Lady wife window woman young
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Page 287 - But, after an industrious search among his father's papers, an investigation among the public records, and a careful inquiry among all persons who had transacted law business for his father, no evidence could be recovered to support his defence. The period was now near at hand, when he conceived the loss of his lawsuit to be inevitable ; and he had formed...
Page 86 - The oaks were shatter'd on the green ; Woe was the hour — for never more That hapless Countess e'er was seen ! And in that Manor now no more Is cheerful feast and sprightly ball ; For ever since that dreary hour Have spirits haunted Cumnor Hall. The village maids, with fearful glance Avoid the ancient moss-grown wall ; Nor ever lead the merry dance Among the groves of Cumnor Hall. Full many a traveller oft hath sigh'd, And pensive wept the Countess' fall, As wandering onwards they've espied The...
Page 181 - The figure was tall and gaunt, and shrouded from head to foot in the habiliments of the grave. The mask which concealed the visage was made so nearly to resemble the countenance of a stiffened corpse that the closest scrutiny must have had difficulty in detecting the cheat.
Page 187 - Sir, it was believed. A waiter at the Hummums, in which house Ford died, had been absent for some time, and returned, not knowing that Ford was dead. Going down to the cellar, according to the story, he met him ; going down again, he met him a second time. When he came up, he asked some of the people of the house what Ford could be doing there. They told him Ford was dead. The waiter took a fever, in which he lay for some time. When he recovered he...
Page 288 - H. thought that he informed his father of the cause of his distress, adding that the payment of a considerable sum of money was the more unpleasant to him, because he had a strong consciousness that it was not due, though he was unable to recover any evidence in support of his belief.
Page 217 - Blazed battlement and pinnet high, Blazed every rose-carved buttress fair, So still they blaze, when fate is nigh The lordly line of high St. Clair.
Page 288 - ... determination to ride to Edinburgh next day, and make the best bargain he could in the way of compromise. He went to bed with this resolution, and, with all the circumstances of the case floating upon his mind, had a dream to the following purpose. His father, who had been many years dead, appeared to him, he thought, and asked him why he was disturbed in his mind. In dreams men are not surprised at such apparitions.
Page 197 - The noise subsided, and he was asked if he had anything to say why sentence of death should not be passed upon him.
Page 246 - As ancient is this hostelry As any in the land may be, Built in the old Colonial day, When men lived in a grander way, With ampler hospitality; A kind of old Hobgoblin Hall, Now somewhat fallen to decay, With weather-stains upon the wall, And stairways worn, and crazy doors, And creaking and uneven floors, And chimneys huge, and tiled and talL A region of repose it seems, A place of slumber and of dreams, Remote among the wooded hills!
Page 217 - There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle. And each St Clair was buried there, With candle, with book, and with knell ; But the sea-caves rung, and the wild winds sung, The dirge of lovely Rosabelle ! XXIV.