120 A TRUE GHOST STORY 



that Mr. Le J committed suicide two years 



ago; Lausier believes that it is Le J 's spirit 



walking around, and asked me to celebrate a high 

 mass for the repose of his soul, which is very kind 

 and good of him, but I don't believe that Le J 

 has got anything to do with this. Now, Alex, I 

 know you are not very easily frightened, and I 

 wish you would try and find out what is the cause 

 of all this." 



He hinted that possibly some of the neighbors 

 knowing Lausier to be a little superstitious, were 

 trying to frighten him. 



I promised I would do my best and let him 

 know next morning what had occurred. So wish- 

 ing him good bye I returned with Mr. Lausier to 

 the telegraph station. In the evening a couple of 

 the neighbours came in for a chat, but not a word 

 was spoken about the supposed ghost or spirit 

 that haunted the house. On the guests' departure 

 I noticed that my friend locked and bolted the 

 front door carefully. Bidding the family god- 

 bye I retired, and took special care to close the 

 stair passage door well. Being determined to 

 see what that ghost was made of if I got a chance 

 to meet him, I took out of my camp bag a spare 

 hickory axe handle I had brought with me. It 

 was about eighteen inches long, but sufficiently 

 heavy to give a good wh&ck. Laying it on the 

 table near me I took a book and read. Eleven 

 o'clock came; this was the usual hour. Not a 



