ago had been murdered there. The circumstances of the murder were well known to the village people. I heard the Bishop call once more, and I went to him.
' " My lord," I said, "this is neither man nor woman who disturbs the peace of the night. It is the ghost which has for so many years driven travellers away from this bungalow. The bungalow servant will tell your lordship that I speak a true word. Did he not warn us of this evil thing?"
'His lordship made no reply, but began hastily to dress himself. When he had put on all the clothes that he wore in the house he asked me for the robes that he used for service in the church. I gave him his long silk gown with the large white sleeves and the other garments that went with it. Taking his Bible in his hand, he opened the door of the bathroom and slowly advanced into the middle of the room, we, his servants, watching at the open doorway with our livers turning to water. The Bishop raised his hand:
' "I conjure thee, whatever thou art, to depart in peace and trouble no more this house."
'We could see nothing, and when the Bishop had stood a few minutes in silence, perhaps making a silent prayer for the spirit of the murdered man, he returned to his room and went to bed. The rest of the night was passed in peace and quietness. We left the bungalow the next morning. From that time it ceased to be haunted by ghosts; and travellers are able once again to use it.'
The same native clergyman had another authentic ghost story to tell. It was one that he had heard from his father.
Among his father's congregation there was a Eurasian, named Reilly, who had heard the tale of the Bishop laying the ghost. He expressed his disbelief in it, and in all
