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that building. I decided not to tell him about what I had seen that night. He seemed reluctant to discuss the subject, but after some persistence on my part, he began to speak. He confirmed the fact that a lodge had existed and that a fire had occurred. I was so amazed that I asked him about a man being lost in the fire. This he also confirmed.
    I then told him about my employer believing that the man lost in the fire was still roaming the building in spirit form. He asked me what had led me to this subject and I told him about what I had seen. His face seemed to freeze and he said nothing for a few moments. I told him I didn’t believe my employer’s story because she had seemed so certain of the presence of the person. She seemed almost to have contact with him. It was at this time my father told me something that I hadn’t known before. The man lost in the fire was my employer’s husband.
    The theater has since been closed, but the building remains.

    14: The Farmhouse Ghost
    My aunt went to visit some of her relatives in Saint Claire, Ohio, arriving there from West Virginia in the evening at about seven o’clock. After having a late supper and chat with the family, she decided to go to bed, because she was very tired. This happened at the turn of the century, and traveling such a distance at that time was more tiring than it would be today.
    She had been asleep for about five hours when she was suddenly awakened by a strange noise. She opened her eyes and looked around. The image of a man grasping a bloody club in his right hand was walking toward her. The next instant he disappeared.
    My aunt didn’t scream for help, thinking that she was just dreaming because of her exhaustion. She closed her eyes and fell asleep once again.
    After supper the following evening, the family gathered by the fireplace for a quiet evening. My aunt’s Uncle Harry began to tell ghost stories. He told everyone that the house they were now sitting in was believed to be haunted. Everyone became interested, so he told them the story he knew.
    Fifteen years before, a family named Walker lived in the huge old farmhouse. They were an eccentric family, who never got along very well together. Mr. Walker had mental problems that no one knew about until one day he took a “fit” and clubbed his wife to death while she was sleeping.
    The murder occurred in the bedroom now being occupied by my aunt, and it was said that Mr. Walker’s ghost often returned to the scene of the murder he committed. One other family had lived in the house before my aunt’s relatives moved in, and their older daughter claimed to have seen his ghost return.
    My aunt couldn’t believe what she had heard. She had deliberately failed to mention what she had seen to anyone. Now she explained to the family that she had seen a mysterious apparition the night before. They told her that she was probably dreaming, but to this day she sincerely believes she saw Mr. Walker’s ghost at the old farmhouse.

    15: The Wealthy Widower
    In the small community of Glenfalls, a huge white mansion surrounded by pine trees stands on a lonely hill. A legend accompanies this strange but stately dwelling, which is now empty and weather-beaten.
    The land around the house was once owned by a wealthy widower and his son. Being a very miserly and conservative fellow, the widower lived in a small log cabin where the present mansion is situated. He was obsessed by the lust for money, and he kept all his treasures in a locked box under his bed. Money became so important to him that he found it difficult to trust his own son. His son, an easy-going young man of twenty, did not miss the joys of wealth.
    The widower’s love of money finally drove him to his grave. His mind had grown weak from worry and the fear of being separated from his precious box. Before he died he buried his money under the floor of his log cabin.
    The widower left a will giving all his