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Page 24
He came to the Inn and dined with us. Poor Mrs. Davis appeared rather
in awe of him; as she never spoke a word, but as she came in and out
with different things, she gave papa some very significant looks; but
always behind Mr. Crawford's back. No sooner had that gentleman left
us, than papa told me, he had made up his mind to take possession of
his new purchase, by passing the night in the haunted house.
Charles you are my most intimate friend; and therefore, I may open my
heart to you, and tell you honestly, (but mind, not a word to the other
boys, when we get back to school) that my heart began to fail me; I
know it ought not, for I had been taught better things, and should not
have suffered myself to have been influenced, by an ignorant old
woman.
There was a bedstead left in one of the rooms, put up by a gentleman
who had nearly bought the place, and who, hearing such dreadful
stories, determined to try and pass a night there, ere he finally
closed:--but people said he heard such strange noises, and saw such
odd sights, that he ran away and never returned; the bed and bedding
had, the country people believed, all vanished at the bidding of the
ghost; indeed, some scrupled not to say, that he had himself been
spirited away. Papa said when _he_ heard it, that most likely he was
ashamed of his cowardice, and that this prevented his going again to
the village.
Papa sent for Mr. Davis, or Griffy Davis, as his wife was pleased to
call him; but the old body herself came, and entreated of papa not to
try and entice him to accompany us; for it seems that papa's cool and
determined manner had made a great impression on Griffy, who, perhaps,
got more sceptical on these matters, on account of it. Mrs. Davis was
so importunate on the subject, that she obtained the desired
assurance, viz., that Griffeth Davis should not be directly or
indirectly tempted to encounter the ghost or ghosts, as the case might
be. The old man soon came, and you would have laughed to see the old
dame's rubicond face, with her large grey eyes, peering over his
shoulder; for, notwithstanding; the promise given, she had some doubts
that he might be induced to try his prowess in the haunted chamber.
Papa asked him if he knew any strong bodied young man whom a good sum
of money would induce to accompany him and stay the night. Griffy
scratched his head, and pondered some short time; till at length, he
said he knew, but one at all likely; they were he said all so plaguey
timerous, or timmersome I believe was the word; but he thought Davy
Evans might go if well paid, if he were certain papa would remain too;
but another doubt was started; Davy had talked of taking some cattle
to a fair some miles off, and might be gone: however, it turned out,
that he was on hand, and agreeable to go, with the understanding, that
he was to have his money, even if papa was conquered by the ghost, or
had to run for his ghostship. This was soon obviated; by papa's
depositing the money in Mrs. Davis' hands; an arrangement that seemed
to give great satisfaction to Davy. The next difficulty was the
bedding necessary, this, as Mrs. Davis never expected to see it again,
had to be paid for. Davy Evans, seemed a stout stalwart fellow, who
had rather a good countenance. Papa who had put the same question
before; again asked, "if he were sure he was not afraid."
"Oh no, sir," said Davy, "not a bit, thank God, I never intentionally
harmed man, woman, or child, or wronged them, that I of, in any way,
and therefore, I may trust in Providence, go wherever I will, and I
certainly ain't afraid of the ghosts up there."
"But your courage may fail you, my friend, at the last."
"There's nothing like trying, sir, I haven't been in these parts long;
and I know there's strange noises to be heard, but then a little noise
breaks no bones and can't hurt me; and as to a ghost, why, seeing its
made of air, that can't do much mischief either, especially to flesh
and blood, can it now?"
"Well, my friend, we'll try the question, however, very soon," said my
father.
I must own, Charles, I again began to feel a little queer, and I think
papa noticed it, for he told me to please myself as to going with him
or staying at the inn. I was nervous, though I felt sure nothing could
really harm me, and then, I recollected, I should always repent, if my
courage failed me, so I said boldly out,
"I shall certainly go with you, papa."
"Very well, my son, but even now, if you had rather stay behind, I do
promise not to reflect on you afterwards, therefore, act just as your
feelings prompt you. I am, myself, so fully persuaded that not
anything supernatural can or will harm us, that I am determined to
find out what can have led to such extraordinary reports."
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