. Zigzag journeys in the White city. With visits to the neighboring metropolis . MRS. PRESTON, NEW ENGLAND KITCHEN, MIDWAY. happened in the old Dedham woods. Several travellers who had gone throughthose woods at night had met with strange adventures. They had seen a window and a light in a lonely place a little distancefrom the way, and heard the ringing of a bell like a supper-bell. Two of them had turned in toward the window, but as they attempted to i88 ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN THE WHITE CITY. approach it, it seemed to draw back into the heart of the woods. After walk-ing toward it for a consider
. Zigzag journeys in the White city. With visits to the neighboring metropolis . MRS. PRESTON, NEW ENGLAND KITCHEN, MIDWAY. happened in the old Dedham woods. Several travellers who had gone throughthose woods at night had met with strange adventures. They had seen a window and a light in a lonely place a little distancefrom the way, and heard the ringing of a bell like a supper-bell. Two of them had turned in toward the window, but as they attempted to i88 ZIGZAG JOURNEYS IN THE WHITE CITY. approach it, it seemed to draw back into the heart of the woods. After walk-ing toward it for a considerable distance, it seemed to them no nearer, and theyhad become alarmed, and suddenly turned and fled, believing it to be a NEW ENGLAND GIRLS AND THEIR CHAPERON, FROM THE NEW ENGLAND KITCHEN. One traveller, who had entered the road at dusk, had never been heard ofagain. After these events any one who saw the window at night took to his heels,and at last few persons would go through the woods after dark, except in acarriage or in company. The Dedham woods began to bear a bad reputation, but the dark events FOLK-LORE TALES IN THE OLD COLONIAL KITCHEN. 189 that had happened there were assigned to ghosts, and the vanishing windowand light were spoken of as the Phantom inn that travelled away. Was I ever afraid when riding alone in the old Dedham woods? Ialways speak plainly, and I must say that I sometimes was. A sort of shadowof a fear would come over me. I never believed in ghosts or haunted houses after my early years. Yet asuperstitious nature clings to me. It has often made me feel creepy, until Istopped to reason. It stands to reason that dead folks dont appear withleather boots on, and hats and buttons
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