Ghosts I Have Met

Ghosts I Have Met

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Title: Ghosts I have Met and Some Others
Author: John Kendrick Bangs

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[Illustration: 'Such grotesque attitudes as his figure assumed I never
saw.']

Ghost I Have Met And Some Others
By John Kendrick Bangs
With Illustrations by
Newell, Frost, and Richards

TO CHOICE SPIRITS EVERYWHERE

CONTENTS
GHOSTS THAT HAVE HAUNTED ME
THE MYSTERY OF MY GRANDMOTHER'S HAIR SOFA

THE MYSTERY OF BARNEY O'ROURKE
THE EXORCISM THAT FAILED
THURLOW'S CHRISTMAS STORY
THE DAMPMERE MYSTERY
CARLETON BARKER, FIRST AND SECOND

ILLUSTRATIONS
"SUCH GROTESQUE ATTITUDES AS HIS FIGURE ASSUMED I
NEVER SAW"
"I TURNED ABOUT, AND THERE, FEARFUL TO SEE, SAT THIS
THING GRINNING AT ME"
"THE FRIENDLY SPECTRE STOOD BY ME"
"HE FLED MADLY THROUGH THE WAINSCOTING OF THE
ROOM"
"THEN HE SET ABOUT TELLING ME OF THE BEAUTIFUL
GOLD AND SILVER WARE THEY USE IN THE ELYSIAN
FIELDS"
"THERE WAS NO ONE THERE"
"I DRAINED A GLASS OF COOKING-SHERRY TO THE DREGS"
"IT HAD TURNED WHITE"
"IT IS NOT OFTEN THAT ONE'S LITERARY CHICKENS COME
HOME TO ROOST"
"'SIX IMPTY CHAIRS, SORR'"

"'L--LUL--LET ME OUT!' HE GASPED".
"'I SHALL KEEP SHOVING YOU FOR EXACTLY ONE YEAR'"
"I WAS FORCIBLY UNCLAD"
"HE WAS AMPLY PROTECTED"
"PINNED HIM TO THE WALL LIKE A BUTTERFLY ON A
CORK"
"FACE TO FACE"
"HE RATTLED ON FOR HALF AN HOUR"
"THE DEMON VANISHED"
"'DOESN'T DARE LOOK ME IN THE EYE!'"
"'LOOK AT YOUR SO-CALLED STORY AND SEE'"
"IT WAS TO BE THE EFFORT OF HIS LIFE"
"WHEN HE ROSE UP IN THE MORNING HE WOULD FIND
EVERY SINGLE HAIR ON HIS HEAD STANDING ERECT"
"'WEARS HIS QUEUE POMPADOUR, I SEE'"

GHOSTS I HAVE MET, AND SOME OTHERS

GHOSTS THAT HAVE HAUNTED ME
A FEW SPIRIT REMINISCENCES
If we could only get used to the idea that ghosts are perfectly harmless
creatures, who are powerless to affect our well-being unless we assist

them by giving way to our fears, we should enjoy the supernatural
exceedingly, it seems to me. Coleridge, I think it was, was once asked
by a lady if he believed in ghosts, and he replied, "No, madame; I have
seen too many of them." Which is my case exactly. I have seen so
many horrid visitants from other worlds that they hardly affect me at all,
so far as the mere inspiration of terror is concerned. On the other hand,
they interest me hugely; and while I must admit that I do experience all
the purely physical sensations that come from horrific encounters of
this nature, I can truly add in my own behalf that mentally I can rise
above the physical impulse to run away, and, invariably standing my
ground, I have gained much useful information concerning them. I am
prepared to assert that if a thing with flashing green eyes, and clammy
hands, and long, dripping strips of sea-weed in place of hair, should
rise up out of the floor before me at this moment, 2 A.M., and nobody
in the house but myself, with a fearful, nerve-destroying storm raging
outside, I should without hesitation ask it to sit down and light a cigar
and state its business--or, if it were of the female persuasion, to join me
in a bottle of sarsaparilla--although every physical manifestation of fear
of which my poor body is capable would be present. I have had
experiences in this line which, if I could get you to believe them, would
convince you that I speak the truth. Knowing weak, suspicious human
nature as I