the likeness of James Haddock appeared
again to Mr. Taverner, and bade him go to Eleanor Welsh, wife of one
Davis, but formerly the spouse of James Haddock, by whom she had an
only son, to whom Haddock had by will given a lease of a farm, but of
which the son was deprived by Davis. "Tell her," said the ghost, "that
it is the will of your former husband that our son should be righted
in the lease." Through some infatuation, the man disregarded the
instructions of the apparition, and for his neglect he was haunted and
threatened by the apparition in several forms.

So uneasy did Mr. Taverner feel, that he left his mountain home and
went to Belfast. Thither the ghost followed him, and again threatened
to tear him in pieces unless he delivered the message. He therefore
went to Lord Chichester, owner of the farm, and with tears in his eyes
related the whole story. Dr. Lewis Downs, a minister in Belfast,
hearing the relation, at first questioned the lawfulness of obeying a
spirit, but, on mature consideration, and having respect to the
injured son's interest, not only thought the message should be
delivered, but agreed to accompany Taverner to Davis's house to hear
it communicated.

Dr. Taylor, bishop of Down, Connor, and Dromore, after strictly
examining Taverner anent the whole matter, expressed his belief in the
realness of the apparition. No doubt the medium of communication
suffered much mental torture, and great excitement prevailed in the
north of Ireland; but, however, to use a hackneyed phrase, "All's well
that ends well." The apparition's mission to earth was fulfilled; for
the young man's wrongs were redressed, and he remained for many years
in secure possession of his father's lands.

An old Highland prophecy respecting the Argyll family has been brought
to mind by the marriage of the Marquis of Lorn, heir apparent to the
dukedom, with a princess of England. It was foretold that all the
glories of the Campbell family would be renewed in the first chief who
in the colour of his locks approached nearest to that of the great Jan
Roy Cean (Red John the Great), Duke of Argyll. Nature has performed
her part in the person of the noble Marquis, and fate is not likely to
allow the prophecy to remain unfulfilled.

Gipsies have always been associated with superstition. In their tents,
and elsewhere, the women belonging to that class are professed
fortune-tellers. We have heard them in all parts of Scotland and
England t