An Unexplained Mystery [pp. 243-250]

Overland monthly and Out West magazine. / Volume 6, Issue 3

AN UNEXPLAINXED MfYSTERY. es were relieved and cured at these insti tutions every year. The sick, the lame, the halt, and the blind, obtained the best surgical and medical treatment free of charge; and many indigent patients were fed and clothed. At Tientsin the Sis ters of Charity not only gave their time to the instruction of native children, bringing them up in the ways of truth * and decency, but devoted themselves, with heroic self-sacrifice, to the allevia tion of sickness and suffering wherever their services could be of any avail. No objection was made by the masses of the people to the doctrines taught by the missionaries. As the Abb6 Huc says, universal toleration on religious subjects prevails in China; and universal toleration is universal indifference: a fact that I dope will not be held as applicable to the growing spirit of toleration manifested in certain cities of the United States, where men may worship cyprian goddesses, fast horses, the almighty dollar, dragons, or monkeys, without offending public sentiment. J. Ross BROWNE. AN UNEXPLAINED MYSTERY. T is a long time ago-more than twenty years-since the events took place which I am about to relate to you; and before I begin, I must tell you that it can not exactly be called a ghost story, because, though there was noise enough in the house for a legion of ghosts, I never saw one. I could hear something walking about and passing through the different rooms, but I never could see any tiling during the whole time I remained there. I was just eighteen, and had only been married a few months, when, having nothing particular to detain us at home, my husband decided to take me for a pleasure-trip through Normandy. We went by way of the island of Jersey; and I, who had never been away from England before, was delighted with every thing I saw. The weather was beautiful, though it was the month of February, and already the violets and primroses were beginning to peep out, and the leaves to come on the trees. We stayed two weeks at St. Helier's, and there went on board a little smuggling vessel of about forty tons, called the Prizcess-for there was no better conveyance in those days-and after being wofully sea-sick for more than twelve hours, we were landed at Granville. We only remained a few days at Granville, which was a small fishing-town, without any accommodation for visitors. I remember I was very nluch amused watching the women going about in their picturesque costume; and they reminded me from this, and the peculiar-looking, flat head-dresses they wore, of "Massaniello," the melodrama which I had once been taken to see, after having been a particularly good little girl. Having been present at very few theatrical performances, this had left a strong impression. From Granville we went on to Avranches-about a day's journey, as well as I can remember-and it was in Avranches I found my haunted house. I can not pretend to describe Avranches, nor do I suppose you would be particularly interested if I could. It is enough to say that it was dignified by the term "city," though it was only like a large village. It stood on the top of a hill, and the "diligence" seemed to go round and round the town on a pretty, winding road, for I don't know how many I871.] 243


AN UNEXPLAINXED MfYSTERY. es were relieved and cured at these insti tutions every year. The sick, the lame, the halt, and the blind, obtained the best surgical and medical treatment free of charge; and many indigent patients were fed and clothed. At Tientsin the Sis ters of Charity not only gave their time to the instruction of native children, bringing them up in the ways of truth * and decency, but devoted themselves, with heroic self-sacrifice, to the allevia tion of sickness and suffering wherever their services could be of any avail. No objection was made by the masses of the people to the doctrines taught by the missionaries. As the Abb6 Huc says, universal toleration on religious subjects prevails in China; and universal toleration is universal indifference: a fact that I dope will not be held as applicable to the growing spirit of toleration manifested in certain cities of the United States, where men may worship cyprian goddesses, fast horses, the almighty dollar, dragons, or monkeys, without offending public sentiment. J. Ross BROWNE. AN UNEXPLAINED MYSTERY. T is a long time ago-more than twenty years-since the events took place which I am about to relate to you; and before I begin, I must tell you that it can not exactly be called a ghost story, because, though there was noise enough in the house for a legion of ghosts, I never saw one. I could hear something walking about and passing through the different rooms, but I never could see any tiling during the whole time I remained there. I was just eighteen, and had only been married a few months, when, having nothing particular to detain us at home, my husband decided to take me for a pleasure-trip through Normandy. We went by way of the island of Jersey; and I, who had never been away from England before, was delighted with every thing I saw. The weather was beautiful, though it was the month of February, and already the violets and primroses were beginning to peep out, and the leaves to come on the trees. We stayed two weeks at St. Helier's, and there went on board a little smuggling vessel of about forty tons, called the Prizcess-for there was no better conveyance in those days-and after being wofully sea-sick for more than twelve hours, we were landed at Granville. We only remained a few days at Granville, which was a small fishing-town, without any accommodation for visitors. I remember I was very nluch amused watching the women going about in their picturesque costume; and they reminded me from this, and the peculiar-looking, flat head-dresses they wore, of "Massaniello," the melodrama which I had once been taken to see, after having been a particularly good little girl. Having been present at very few theatrical performances, this had left a strong impression. From Granville we went on to Avranches-about a day's journey, as well as I can remember-and it was in Avranches I found my haunted house. I can not pretend to describe Avranches, nor do I suppose you would be particularly interested if I could. It is enough to say that it was dignified by the term "city," though it was only like a large village. It stood on the top of a hill, and the "diligence" seemed to go round and round the town on a pretty, winding road, for I don't know how many I871.] 243

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