And once when we were going up-stairs together Alice screamed, and said that her mother was at the top of the stairs and blew her cold breath right down on her.

The stepmother started to give her her slipper, but the father pitied her and would not allow her to be whipped, and said 'I'll go up to bed with you, Alice.'" "Did you ever see the lady in white again, Ellen ?" "Never, Ma'am, nor did I ever see any other ghost in this country that I was sure was a ghost, but--Ireland, dear old Ireland, oh, that's an ancient land, and they have both ghosts and fairies and banshees too, and many's the story I've heard over there, and from my own dear mother's lips, and she would not tell a lie (Heaven rest her soul!), and I've seen them myself over there, and so has Tom and his brother too, Miss.

Oh, many's the story I could tell!" "Well, Ellen, let me have one of your own--your very best." And I went for pencil and pad.
"And are ye going to pin down my story.

Well, Miss, if ye take it just as I say, and then fix it proper to be read, they'll like it, for people are crazy now to get the true ghost stories of dear old Ireland.

O Miss, when you go over, don't forget my native place.