GRAY LADY APPEARS 3 
listener, “the General Wentworth place is open and they’re 
putting new fences all around the back of it, and a lovely 
Gray Lady and a little girl with golden hair have come to 
live there. They have been there since spring too, and I 
didn’t know it. The girl is as old as me, but she’s smaller, 
for she isn’t strong and sits in a wheel-chair, and they’ve 
asked me to come in again.” 
Off came the glasses, and the old hands that folded them 
away in their case trembled with excitement. “The 
General Wentworth place open after all these years, since 
his only daughter Elizabeth married her cousin John, 
whom we all expected to die a bachelor, and then he fell 
into poor health! You don’t remember him, Sarah 
Barnes, ’cause you wasn’t born, but he was a mighty 
strange fellow, handsome and likely; he wouldn’t be a 
soldier as his uncle wished, but he was great for readin’ 
books, and he used to wander all over the country here 
watching birds and things and drawin’ pictures of them. 
I heard John died a couple of years ago away in foreign 
parts, —it can’t be Elizabeth that’s come back, — she 
wouldn’t be a gray-haired old woman, as you say. I knew 
her when she was a girl. She was full of life and rode a 
pony everywhere; her father used to bring her over 
to our mill, and many a ginger cooky of my baking has 
she ate. No, it can’t be little Miss Elizabeth,— it’s more 
likely some one that has hired or bought the place and 
goin’ to upset and change it all.”’ 
“T didn’t say the lady was old, grandma; she has lots of 
soft, silvery, wavy hair with big gray eyes to match, and 
such a pretty colour in her cheeks, and her dress was soft 
and fluffy too and the colour as if purple and white violets 
