The Haunters & The Haunted Part 22

Yet she continued that day, Wednesday, and the next day Thursday, as before till Evening at six a clock. At which time she sate at the Fire dressing the Food. Then came as like rus.h.i.+ng noise in both her Ears with which it was said to her, "_Stand_. Your going is given you again."

Then did she immediately stand up, that had so many years crept, and went to the door. Her Husband meeting her, being exceedingly afraid, drew back. In the mean time while she cried out, "My dear Husband, I can go again."

He thinking it was a Spirit, drew back, saying, "You are not my Wife."

His Wife taking hold of him, said, "My dear Husband, I am the self-same that hath been married these thirty years to you. The Almighty G.o.d hath given me my going again."

But her Husband being amazed, drew back to the side of the Room, till at last she clasped her Hand about his Neck. And yet he doubted, and said to his Daughter, "Is this your Mother?"

She answered, "Yes, Father! this we plainly see. I had seen her go also before you came in."

This befell upon Prince's-Island in Amsterdam, where Jesch Claes lived with her husband.

XXIII

THE RADIANT BOY OF CORBY CASTLE

Local Records

The haunted room forms part of the old house, with windows looking into the court. It adjoins a tower built for defence, for Corby was, properly, more a border tower than a castle of any consideration. There is a winding staircase in this tower, and the walls are from eight to ten feet thick.

When the times became more peaceable, our ancestors enlarged the arrow-slit windows, and added to that part of the building which looks towards the river Eden; the view of which, with its beautiful banks, we now enjoy. But many additions and alterations have been made since that.

To return to the room in question: I must observe that it is by no means remote or solitary, being surrounded on all sides by chambers that are constantly inhabited. It is accessible by a pa.s.sage cut through a wall eight feet in thickness, and its dimensions are twenty-one by eighteen.

One side of the wainscotting is covered with tapestry, the remainder is decorated with old family pictures, and some ancient pieces of embroidery, probably the handiwork of nuns. Over a press, which has doors of Venetian gla.s.s, is an ancient oaken figure, with a battle-axe in his hand, which was one of those formerly placed on the walls of the City of Carlisle, to represent guards. There used to be also an old-fas.h.i.+oned bed and some dark furniture in this room; but so many were the complaints of those who slept there, that I was induced to replace some of these articles of furniture by more modern ones, in the hope of removing a certain air of gloom, which I thought might have given rise to the unaccountable reports of apparitions and extraordinary noises which were constantly reaching us. But I regret to say, I did not succeed in banis.h.i.+ng the nocturnal visitor, which still continues to disturb our friends.

I shall pa.s.s over numerous instances, and select one as being especially remarkable, from the circ.u.mstance of the apparition having been seen by a clergyman well known and highly respected in this county, who, not six weeks ago, repeated the circ.u.mstances to a company of twenty persons, amongst whom were some who had previously been entire disbelievers in such appearances.

The best way of giving you these particulars will be by subjoining an extract from my journal, entered at the time the event occurred.

_Sept. 8, 1803._--Amongst other guests invited to Corby Castle came the Rev. Henry A., of Redburgh, and rector of Greystoke, with Mrs A., his wife, who was a Miss S., of Ulverstone. According to previous arrangements, they were to have remained with us some days; but their visit was cut short in a very unexpected manner. On the morning after their arrival we were all a.s.sembled at breakfast, when a chaise and four dashed up to the door in such haste that it knocked down part of the fence of my flower garden. Our curiosity was, of course, awakened to know who could be arriving at so early an hour; when, happening to turn my eyes towards Mr A., I observed that he appeared extremely agitated.

"It is our carriage," said he; "I am very sorry, but we must absolutely leave you this morning."

We naturally felt and expressed considerable surprise, as well as regret, at this unexpected departure, representing that we had invited Colonel and Mrs S., some friends whom Mr A. particularly desired to meet, to dine with us on that day. Our expostulations, however, were vain; the breakfast was no sooner over than they departed, leaving us in consternation to conjecture what could possibly have occasioned so sudden an alteration in their arrangements. I really felt quite uneasy lest anything should have given them offence; and we reviewed all the occurrences of the preceding evening in order to discover, if offence there was, whence it had arisen. But our pains were vain; and after talking a great deal about it for some days, other circ.u.mstances banished the matter from our minds.

It was not till we some time afterwards visited the part of the county in which Mr A. resides that we learnt the real cause of his sudden departure from Corby. The relation of the fact, as it here follows, is in his own words:--

"Soon after we went to bed, we fell asleep; it might be between one and two in the morning when I awoke. I observed that the fire was totally extinguished; but, although that was the case, and we had no light, I saw a glimmer in the centre of the room, which suddenly increased to a bright flame. I looked out, apprehending that something had caught fire, when, to my amazement, I beheld a beautiful boy, clothed in white, with bright locks resembling gold, standing by my bedside, in which position he remained some minutes, fixing his eyes upon me with a mild and benevolent expression. He then glided gently towards the side of the chimney, where it is obvious there is no possible egress, and entirely disappeared. I found myself again in total darkness, and all remained quiet until the usual hour of rising. I declare this to be a true account of what I saw at Corby Castle, upon my word as a clergyman."

Mrs Crowe, alluding to this story in her "Night Side of Nature," said that she was acquainted with some of the family and several of the friends of the Rev. Henry A., who, she continued, "is still alive, though now an old man; and I can most positively a.s.sert that his own conviction with regard to the nature of this appearance has remained ever unshaken. The circ.u.mstance made a lasting impression upon his mind, and he never willingly speaks of it; but when he does, it is always with the greatest seriousness, and he never shrinks from avowing his belief that what he saw admits of no other interpretation than the one he then put upon it."

XXIV

CLERK SAUNDERS

"Border Minstrelsy"

Clerk Saunders and May Margaret Walked owre yon garden green; And sad and heavy was the love That fell them twa between.

And thro' the dark, and thro' the mirk, And thro' the leaves o' green, He cam that night to Margaret's door, And tirled at the pin.

"O wha is that at my bower door, Sae weel my name does ken?"

"'Tis I, Clerk Saunders, your true love; You'll open and let me in?"

"But in may come my seven bauld brithers, Wi' torches burning bright; They'll say--'We hae but ae sister, And behold she's wi' a knight!'"

"Ye'll tak my brand I bear in hand, And wi' the same ye'll lift the pin; Then ye may swear, and save your aith, That ye ne'er let Clerk Saunders in.

"Ye'll tak the kerchief in your hand, And wi' the same tie up your een; Then ye may swear and save your aith, Ye saw me na since yestere'en."

It was about the midnight hour, When they asleep were laid, When in and cam her seven brothers, Wi' torches burning red.

When in and cam her seven brothers, Wi' torches burning bright; They said, "We hae but ae sister, And behold she's wi' a knight."

Then out and spak the first o' them, "We'll awa' and lat them be."

And out and spak the second o' them, "His father has nae mair than he!"

And out and spak the third o' them, "I wot they are lovers dear!"

And out and spak the fourth o' them, "They hae lo'ed this mony a year!"

Then out and spak the fifth o' them, "It were sin true love to twain!"

"'Twere shame," out spak the sixth o' them, "To slay a sleeping man!"

Then up and gat the seventh o' them, And never a word spak he; But he has striped his bright brown brand Through Saunders' fair bodie.

Clerk Saunders started, and Margaret she turned, Into his arms as asleep she lay; And sad and silent was the night, That was atween thir twae.

And they lay still and sleepit sound, Till the day began to daw; And kindly to him she did say, "It is time, love, you were awa'."

But he lay still, and sleepit sound, Till the sun began to sheen; She looked atween her and the wa', And dull, dull were his een.

She turned the blankets to the foot, The sheets unto the wa', And there she saw his b.l.o.o.d.y wound, And her tears fast doun did fa'.

Then in and cam her father dear, Said, "Let a' your mournin' be; I'll carry the dead corpse to the clay And then come back and comfort thee.

"Hold your tongue, my daughter dear, And let your mourning be; I'll wed you to a higher match Than his father's son could be."

"Gae comfort weel your seven sons, father, For man sall ne'er comfort me; Ye'll marry me wi' the Queen o' Heaven, For wedded I ne'er sall be!"

The clinking bell gaed through the toun, To carry the dead corse to the clay; And Clerk Saunders stood at Margaret's window, 'Twas an hour before the day.