Another traditional story today from an old book, about 1860, written by Robert Hunt and originally titled: 'The drolls, traditions and superstitions of old Cornwall'. I have copied the ghostly story as it was originally written - so hope you can understand the wording okay. Here goes:
James Berryman said, 'Fa-ther took a house doun to Lelant, whear we lived for a bra' bit.
Very often, after I ben in bed, our cat wud tear up, coover its ars like a ma-aged thing, jump uppon the bed and dig her ould head under the clothes, as if she wud git doun to the bottom, and jest after, a man's face with a light around un wud cum in; 'twas ha-af a face like, and it wud stop at the bottom of the bed.
I've seen it many times; and fa-ther, though he didn't say nothing, was glad enough to leave the place.
I was tould that the house belonged to an ould man, and that two rich gentleman, brothers, that lived close by, wanted the place and put on law, and got the place from the poor ould man. When they war goin' to turn un out, the poor fellow stopped and looked round crying, and then fell down in a fit, was put to bed, and died in the house ... and 'twas he, they said, that used to come back.
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A Story of Superstition From Old Cornwall - The White Hare
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