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"Jamaica Plain has had numerous haunted
houses and fabled rendezvous of spooks, but none heretofore have assumed
such reality as the white object that has for the past few days been the
terror of women, and a mystery to the men residing on Lamartine and Green
streets.
As is usual with spooks, it appears
only a night, generally very early in the morning, but is a ladylike ghost.
It is not up to the pranks of conventional spirits, but appears always with
dignity, walking noiselessly up the street. This midnight patroller
evidently prepares to retire, for she appears in night robes, her head being
encased in a fringed nightcap. The brick sidewalks and cobblestones also
evidently tire her tender feet, for one Lamartine street resident coming
home early in the morning found her seated on his stone wall, panting as if
from a hard run.
This ghost made her debut in the
vicinity of Lamartine street a little less than a week ago. The driver for
the Riverdale milk farm was distributing his cans of milk one morning to the
patrons on Lamartine street, when he was terrified and astonished at
beholding a white object emerge from the shade of the trees on the right
hand side of the street. The figure moved softly up the sidewalk. The
milkman jumped into the wagon and started in the pursuit of the figure. The
ghost started on the run, and so did the milkman's horse; but the heavy milk
[truck], with its load of cans, was nowhere alongside of the spook, who was
moving in an easy swinging trot. She turned up Green on to Elm street, and
when opposite to the Congregational church, the milkman's eyes protruded
from his head as she daintily gathered up her skirts and disappeared.
Several residents on Lamartine
street have seen her go up the street towards Green, and some have noticed
her returning, but were she went no one knows. She usually was seen at about
1 or 2 o'clock in the morning. Early one morning Frank Mahn, the musician,
was returning to his home on Lamartine street when he observed this spook
calmly seated on his stone wall. John Folen, the mason, also met her one
night on Lamartine street.
Officers Moulton and Driscoll of
station 13 were a few nights since walking along the street when they
observed this figure seated on a door step. The officers, and even as they
looked the apparition arose and glided noiselessly through the door, which
she apparently opened. Last night Patrolman Braissure, with a delegation of
residents, walked about and watched Lamartine street from midnight until 3
o'clock in the morning, but she did not appear.
An insane woman on Clark place, who
leaves the house during the night, is thought to be the spook that so
completely mystified and terrorized the neighborhood. |
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