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Legendary fictions of the Irish Celts

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Witchcraft^ Sorcery^ Ghosts, and Fetches. 191<br />

immediately after lie cried to her in low and interrupted<br />

accents, " Ellen, dear, I am suffocating ; send for Dr. C."<br />

She sprang up, huddled on some clo<strong>the</strong>s, and, without<br />

waiting for <strong>the</strong> slow movements <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> servant, she ran<br />

to his house. He came with all speed, but his efforts<br />

for his friend were useless. He had burst a large blood-<br />

vessel in <strong>the</strong> lungs, and was soon beyond human aid.<br />

In <strong>the</strong> passionate lamentations which <strong>the</strong> bereaved<br />

wife could not restrain in <strong>the</strong> presence <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> physician,<br />

she frequently cried out, " Oh ! <strong>the</strong> fetch, <strong>the</strong> fetch !<br />

At a later period she told him <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> appearance <strong>the</strong><br />

night before her husband's death ; and as he thoroughly<br />

believed her statement, it involved <strong>the</strong> <strong>the</strong>ory he henceforth<br />

entertained on <strong>the</strong><br />

able confusion.<br />

subject <strong>of</strong> Fetches in consider-<br />

It is not a difficult matter to a person <strong>of</strong> finely strung<br />

nerves to conjure up <strong>the</strong> eidolon <strong>of</strong> one in whom he or<br />

she is deeply interested.<br />

A few accidental instances <strong>of</strong> deaths speedily following<br />

on such manifestations were sufficient to establish <strong>the</strong><br />

existence <strong>of</strong> fetches.<br />

THE APPARITION IN OLD ROSS.<br />

An instance came under our own notice <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> almost<br />

establishing <strong>of</strong> a ghost story that would have braved in-<br />

vestigation and contradiction. A gentleman farmer,<br />

Mr. J. <strong>of</strong> Old Ross, was returning home in company with<br />

his daughter, about eleven o'clock at night, from a visit<br />

paid in <strong>the</strong>ir neighbourhood. They were going up a<br />

steep hill, -with a stiff breeze at <strong>the</strong>ir backs, and as <strong>the</strong>y<br />

advanced <strong>the</strong>y saw on <strong>the</strong> top <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> ascent a headless<br />

man, perfectly motionless. The poor young woman was<br />

terribly frightened, and held convulsively by her fa<strong>the</strong>r's<br />

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