SOME years ago, I worked in a drug warehouse with a labourer, Mr. T.
(since dead), who had a supernatural experience. He and his wife and
family moved into a house which had been empty a long time. The
removal took place after he left his day's work, and the beds were
hastily improvised for the night. He and his wife were awakened by a
crash, which sounded just over the bed head. Both simultaneously
asked: “Did you hear that noise?” Mr. T. arose next morning to go
downstairs to make the fire, and, from the top of the stairs, saw the
figure of a woman sitting on the bottom step nursing a child. The
apparition faded away as he reached the bottom. He dared not mention
it to his wife, but he found another residence, and left the house
the same week. Subsequent inquiries revealed the fact that there had
been a murder committed in the house.