The cold atmosphere around
this monk suggests new ideas as to the climate of Hades. If all the
afore-mentioned twenty-seven monks had a similar one, the combined
temperature must have been that of a polar winter.
Mrs. ------ saw, at one time, the fingers of her monk, long, yellow, and
skinny; these fingers grasped the hands of individuals of the party, with
a cold, clammy, and horrible touch.
After the departure of this ghost other seances were held in her
bedchamber, at which good and holy spirits manifested themselves, and
behaved in a very comfortable and encouraging way. It was their
benevolent purpose, apparently, to purify her apartments from all traces
of the evil spirit, and to reconcile her to what had been so long the
haunt of this miserable monk, by filling it with happy and sacred
associations, in which, as Mrs. ------ intimates, they entirely
succeeded.
These stories remind me of an incident that took place at the old manse,
in the first summer of our marriage. . .
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