The Argosy — page 75: what you’re looking at

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On the Supernatural. 45 pieces, like so many lumps of sugar. And yet no sound whatever had disturbed me during the night, though I am always a particularly light sleeper. Never will the sight of that broken dish be forgotten. Had it rolled down, it might have been broken into several pieces, but it could not, from such a cause, have been broken as it was. It looked exactly as though it had been Aamunered into bits. Strange as it may sound, it does sometimes appear that there are cases in which the departed are concerned in the things of earth, after they have quitted it. I knew of an instance where a gentleman, entrusted with a secret of great moment by a friend, under a most solemn promise never to divulge it, very improperly committed his friend’s statement to paper —which he placed between the leaves of a book in his library—and dying without having destroyed it, he for years constantly appeared in that room, always looking with a most distressful expression towards one particular shelf. At length a member of the family, more courageous than the rest, determined to speak to the apparition, and enquire the cause of his appearing and his seeming distress. He did so. The cause of his disquiet was revealed and the volume which contained the manuscript pointed out, with directions for its being immediately burnt, without being looked at. This was done, and he never appeared after, assuring his relative that now he could rest. And this reminds me of a strange thing which happened in Ireland. A vessel with troops had been lost off Tramore, and one of those who had perished was the wife of a sergeant; she had married him against the consent of her parents. The father, who lived in another county, and had never been to Tramore in his life, had a vision, in which his daughter appeared to him and begged him to go and have her body removed from a spot which she indicated, saying that she was buried in the sand, and could not rest, as a man’s arm was thrown across her chest. She also told her father that he would find the certificate of her marriage in her pocket. He started for Tramore, making known the object of his journey on the way, so that very many people accompanied him, anxious to know the result of his search. Arrived at the spot on the sands which he had seen in the vision, he had the sand removed ; and there, as she had told him, lay the body of his child, with the arm of a man, who had been washed in at the same time, thrown across her chest. The certificate of her marriage was in her pocket. The excitement at Waterford, Tramore, and all the adjacent towns was very great. The strangest part of it was that the man’s arm thrown across the woman should prevent her being able to rest. I remember another strange story, which I heard many years ago, when living at Waterford, from the lady herself, Miss F B When quite young, she became engaged to a gentleman in the army, and some time after his regiment was ordered to India. GOMMGIO@ S (C(O)