death but just wait till you pass one night in Castle Hill; may be
you'll tell a different story then!"

"The long and the short of the matter, Mrs. Davis is this, I liked the
property, and have bought it; and am determined to reside in it if
God, spares my life. As to the ghost or ghosts, I am well persuaded
that, although some natural causes may render the house and premises
untenable; supernatural ones I am sure have nothing to do with it."

Time passed on and the clock struck eight; the hour fixed on, to leave
the inn, for Castle Hill: when papa brought a large trunk and basket,
which he had tried to fix on Davy's shoulders; but strong as he was,
he was unable to carry them both, he therefore got a wheel barrow, for
the trunk; while papa and I carried the basket between us, and off we
started. A great concourse of people were at the door; many of whom
accompanied us to the foot of the hill, and there left us.

We went in and took up our quarters in the room, in which was the
bedstead and which was considered to be the most constant rendezvous
of the ghost. Davy lighted a good fire and found a table and three
chairs one of which however proved rickety, so Davy had to seat
himself on the trunk. To our surprise we found the bedstead not in the
same place in which we saw it in the morning. This rather, at least so
I thought, astonished papa; however he made no comment on the
circumstance.

Papa had taken care to bring a good supper; He also brought a large
pair of pistols, and we had a blunderbuss, the latter, the property of
our friend Davy. These with a sword he arranged to his own
satisfaction under the pillow, and in about an hour, we sat down to a