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Fell, is the mountain on which ghosts appeared in myriads,
at intervals during ten years of the last century,-
presenting precisely the same appearances to twenty-six
chosen witnesses, and to all the inhabitants of all the
cottages within view of the mountain; and for a space of two
hours and a-half at one time - the spectral show being then
closed by darkness. The mountain is full of precipices which
defy all marching of bodies of men; and the north and west
sides present a sheer perpendicular of 900 feet. On
Midsummer eve 1735, a farm-servant of Mr. Lancaster's,
half-a-mile from the mountain, saw the eastern side of the
summit covered with troops, which pursued their onward march
for an hour. They came, in distinct bodies, from an eminence
in the north end, and disappeared in a niche in the summit.
When the poor fellow told this tale, he was insulted on all
hands; as original observers usually are when they see
anything wonderful. Two years after, also on a Midsummer
eve, Mr. Lancaster saw some men there, apparently following
their horses, as if they had returned from hunting. He
thought nothing of this; but he happened to look up again
ten minutes after, and saw the figures now mounted, and
followed by an interminable array of troops, five abreast,
marching from the eminence and over the cleft, as before.
All the family saw this, and the manoeuvres of the force, as
each company was kept in order by a mounted officer who
galloped this way and that. As the shades of twilight came
on, the discipline appeared to relax, and the troops
intermingled, and rode at unequal paces, till all was lost
in darkness. Now, of course, all the
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