The Wreck of the South Pole and Other Strange Tales — page 107: what you’re looking at

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I0O The Baby Ghost. done wid it. It’s no good. It damages me property. It’s bad. To h—! wid it, Oi say!” The ghost heard him and went to his house to live. About 1 o’clock that night he called to it and asked what it meant by coming over and bothering a decent man in that manner. “Because you cursed me,” said the baby ghost naively, and then fell to moaning and creeping about the floor again. “Sure an’ Oi did,” said Mr. Mulligan. “But Oi'll fix ye to-morrow.” There was no more sleep in that house the rest of the night, but Mr. Mulligan did not pass his time parleying. A wise man was Mr. Mulligan, and he had his plan. Early in the morning he put on his hat and went over to Mr. Otto's. “Good-mornin’ to yees,”’ he said, quite politely. “Oi came to speak to yees about yer ghost. An’ how did yees rest last noight ?” “Very well, indeed. Her babyship did not put in an appearance at all.” “No wonder, and O1'll tell ye why and perhaps give ye a pointer that'll rid ye of it altogether. Ye know ghosts can be exorcised. Oi knew one to be laid by Father O’Neill, over in owld Ireland wonst. T hey can’t stand a cursin’. Yesterday Oi got a bit angry and as landlord of - th’ house gave this bit o’ a spectre a downright cursin’ an’ see, it did not appear to yees at all last noight. O1 thought likely an’ so came over to see about it, Now, Gomicbook (E(o)