to go to early mass, she said, “Come in,” but the knocking continued till the father was awakened by it; he got up, searched the house, but could find no one.  The servant’s door was slightly open, and he saw that she was sound asleep.  That morning a telegram came announcing the death of a beloved uncle just about the hour of the knocking.  Some time previous to this the mother was in the kitchen, when a loud explosion took place beside her, startling her very much, but no cause for it could be found, nor were any traces left.  This coincided with the death of an aunt, wife to the uncle who died later.

One night the mother went to her bedroom.  The blind was drawn, and the shutters closed, when suddenly a great crash came, as if a branch was thrown at the window, and there was a sound of broken glass.  She opened the shutters with the expectation of finding the window smashed, but there was not even a crack in it.  She entered the room next day at one o’clock, and the same crash took place, being heard by all in the house:  she went in at 10 A.M. on another day, and the same thing happened, after which she refused to enter that room again.

Another night, after 11 P.M., the servant was washing up in the kitchen, when heavy footsteps were heard by the father and mother going upstairs, and across a lobby to the servant’s room; the father searched the house, but could find no one.  After that footsteps used to be heard regularly at that hour, though no one could ever be seen walking about.

The two elder sisters slept together, and used to see flames shooting up all over the floor, though there was no smell or heat; this used to be seen two or three nights at a time, chiefly in the one room.  The first time the girls saw this one of them got up and went to her father in alarm, naturally thinking the room underneath must be on fire.

The two boys were moved to the haunted room [which one?], where they slept in one large bed with its head near the chimneypiece.  The elder boy, aged about thirteen, put his watch on the mantelpiece, awoke about 2 A.M., and wishing to ascertain the time, put his hand up for his watch; he then felt a deathly cold hand laid on his.  For the rest of that night the two boys were terrified by noises, apparently caused by two people rushing about the room fighting and knocking against the bed.  About 6 A.M. they went to their father, almost in hysterics from terror, and refused to sleep there again.  The eldest sister, not being nervous, was then given that room; she was, however, so disturbed by these noises that she begged her father to let her leave it, but having no other room to give her, he persuaded her to stay there, and at length she got accustomed to the noise, and could sleep in spite of it.  Finally the family left the house before their time was up.[5]

[Footnote 5:  Journal of American S.P.R. for September 1913.]