A correct reply was immediately given.  Then followed a number of questions by the Captain, the replies to all of which were promptly given by the Ghost.

After this the Ghost said, “If you are all convinced, you may go now, and see me again to-morrow morning.”

Everybody quietly withdrew.

The next morning there was a large gathering in the sick room.  A number of European officers who had heard the story at the club on the previous evening dropped in.  “Introduce each of these new comers to me” said the Ghost.

Captain X introduced each person in solemn form.

“If anybody is curious to know anything I shall tell him” said the Ghost.

A few questions about England—­position of buildings,—­shops,—­streets in London, were asked and correctly answered.

After all the questions the Indian Doctor who had been in attendance asked “Now, General, that we are convinced you are so and so why are you troubling this poor boy?”

“His father is rich” said the Ghost.

“Not very,” said the doctor “but what do you want him to do?”

“My tomb at ——­pur has been destroyed by a branch of a tree falling upon it, I want that to be properly repaired” said the Ghost.

“I shall get that done immediately” said the father of the patient.

“If you do that within a week I shall trouble your boy no longer” said the Ghost.

The monument was repaired and the boy has been never ill since.

This is the whole story; a portion of it appeared in the papers; and there were several respectable witnesses, though the whole thing is too wonderful.

Inexplicable as it is—­it appears that dead persons are a bit jealous of the sanctity of their tombs.

I have heard a story of a boy troubled by a Ghost who had inscribed his name on the tomb of a Mahommedan fakir.

His father had to repair the tomb and had to put an ornamental iron railing round it.

Somehow or other the thing looks like a fairy tale.  The readers may have heard stories like this themselves and thought them as mere idle gossip.

I, therefore, reproduce here the whole of a letter as it appeared in “The Leader” of Allahabad, India—­on the 15th July, 1913.

The letter is written by a man, who, I think, understands quite well what he is saying.

A SUPERNATURAL PHENOMENON

Sir, It may probably interest your readers to read the account of a supernatural phenomenon that occurred, a few days ago, in the house of B. Rasiklal Mitra, B.A., district surveyor, Hamirpur.  He has been living with his family in a bungalow for about a year.  It is a good small bungalow, with two central and several side rooms.  There is a verandah on the south and an enclosure, which serves the purpose of a court-yard for the ladies, on the north.  On the eastern side of this enclosure is the kitchen