WAS IT A GHOST THEY SAW?

New Zealand Times, Volume LV, Issue 2043, 28 October 1893, Page 4

WAS IT A GHOST THEY SAW?

Mas H. H. Jennings lives at No. 211, Main street, Bridgeport,-and .Miss" Minnie Parrot boards with her. The house is an old'one, but in good order. , One night early in December (1891)tlid .two womenlooked all tho doors and Wont to the theatre s leaving not a soul in the house.- They left the gas burning, however, in the front parlour. At about half-part 11 they returned, dud entered the Louse laughing a fid, talking.. iJhfc.tis thb£ wont into the pkfloUrVho inCrry humour , died out of them in i’fio.cdhd., .Right in the mlddlß of the room Stbqd a dork man -of gigantic stature! The upper part of his face was concealed by a? mask,, his. eyes, gleaming through tho eyeholes in it. His shirt-sleeves were rolled up, and in one’ hand he carried a long, old-fashioned' pistol. • The women' fled screaming from the room* and when Mr Jennings came in, five minutes later* h«J fotind lid one in the parlour findall the doors odd windows securely locked, r What was it the womensaW? , .> - 1 During a rbbeiiiperiod of ilLhealth/ foriteij ati American friend/ . t hod elept badly fpt several successive nights; On the fourth w those nights, about 2 o’clock, I was suddenly aroused from a doze by what seemed like THE CALLING OF MY NAME > and atrtllO foot of the bod stood the imago of my mother just as she looked five years 'before as she was leaving home to go on a journey—on which journey she was killed in a’railWay disaster. I screamed and fainted; I was ,foolish enough to toll of it j and ille lo6al old Women gossips said it was a summbiie and I wbuld never gcj; well; Yet; I did! arid ; Km fri perfect: now. 1 believe that vision came of my Weak nerves, for I’ve never seen it since, and it’s more than three years ago now/ ■ No doubl li was the nerves. Why, there’s no end to the tricks the 'nerves’will play .off On you whonyour system' ,is put of condition. Jn Marchi ls9Q*.jdr Jana f Fqetorj of i>epmcott road* Pekosdown, ua as follows 1 was so DKEAbFtiii/t NAiu votjs I could not bear anyone in tho room with me, yet i did Bot wish them fai* away in case I should call out for help. This was in Juno, 1889. I slept , very badly, and in tho morning felt little the better for having gone to bed. There was.often a severe pain in rny head and over my eyes, and I was tick of the time. My skin was dry: and yellow, And tho stomach and bowels felt cold and dead. By and by 1 had to lie helpless in bed, Tho doctor said ho didn’t Irndw What rily PPifU plaint was. I took nothing blit liquid food find oPuld not retain even that on my stomach; )jy this time I Was iiofching brit Skin arid liorid: My memory completely failed; My head acbcd so dreadfully I thought I should losß uiy senses, arid niy friends agrohd that I Would never get better. ‘ I had given up all liopo, when one day Mr’4 West, of Bournemouth,, called and asked what t was taking. She told mo she was herself once just as badly off, and was cured By Mother Scigcl’e Curative Syrup. . As fche lecmed to have s 6 much-faith ,in this cine, I tried it; arid in throe days I •was abl3 to walk across the reprimand by the end of the week I went dowristfiirp. Now I am as well as over. lean eat. and digest, niy food, arid all my nervousness leftme.\. The malady Mrs Foster suffered from waS indigestion and dyspepsia and nervous prostration. The Original cause was grief . fijia shock at tho violent death of her husband, by accident, and the system,rallied only when the Syrup had given new vigour to the digestion, and thus fed-and toned tho nerves! .Whatever mayvbo your opinion of .the Bridgeport ghost, it remains trno : that mos| uncanny visions arid sounds mean ,n°thirig tttoro or less than a iset Of nerves. all upset by indigestion and dyspepsia. Ghosts come 1 from the inside of tho person who sees them, and when Mother Seigcl’s Syrup does its work the eyes and cars entertain only what is natural and wholesome. .