The Haunters & The Haunted eBook

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“Harriet! is it for your children you are troubled?”

No answer.

“Harriet,” I continued, “if for these you are troubled, be assured they shall never want while I have power to help them.  Rest in peace!”

Still no answer.

I put up my hand to wipe from my forehead the cold perspiration which had gathered there.  When I took my hand away from shading my eyes, the figure was gone.  I was alone on the bleak snow-covered ground.  The breeze, that had been hushed before, breathed coolly and gratefully on my face, and the cold stars glimmered and sparkled sharply in the far blue heavens.  My dog crept up to me and furtively licked my hand, as who would say, “Good master, don’t be angry.  I have served you in all but this.”

I took the children and brought them up till they could help themselves.



From DALE OWEN’S “Footfalls”

In the month of September 1857 Captain German Wheatcroft, of the 6th
(Inniskilling) Dragoons, went out to India to join his regiment.

His wife remained in England, residing at Cambridge.  On the night between the 14th and 15th of November 1857, towards morning, she dreamed that she saw her husband, looking anxious and ill; upon which she immediately awoke, much agitated.  It was bright moonlight; and, looking up, she perceived the same figure standing by her bedside.  He appeared in his uniform, the hands pressed across the breast, the hair dishevelled, the face very pale.  His large dark eyes were fixed full upon her; their expression was that of great excitement, and there was a peculiar contraction of the mouth, habitual to him when agitated.  She saw him, even to each minute particular of his dress, as distinctly as she had ever done in her life; and she remembers to have noticed between his hands the white of his shirt-bosom, unstained, however, with blood.  The figure seemed to bend forward, as if in pain, and to make an effort to speak; but there was no sound.  It remained visible, the wife thinks, as long as a minute, and then disappeared.

Her first idea was to ascertain if she was actually awake.  She rubbed her eyes with the sheet, and felt that the touch was real.  Her little nephew was in bed with her; she bent over the sleeping child and listened to its breathing; the sound was distinct, and she became convinced that what she had seen was no dream.  It need hardly be added that she did not again go to sleep that night.

Next morning she related all this to her mother, expressing her conviction, though she had noticed no marks of blood on his dress, that Captain Wheatcroft was either killed or grievously wounded.  So fully impressed was she with the reality of that apparition, that she thenceforth refused all invitations.  A young friend urged her soon afterwards to go with her to a fashionable concert, reminding her that she had received from Malta, sent by her husband, a handsome dress cloak, which she had never yet worn.  But she positively declined, declaring that, uncertain as she was whether she was not already a widow, she would never enter a place of amusement until she had letters from her husband (if indeed he still lived) of a later date than the 14th of November.

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