 This story is called The Haunted House. One time a preacher went to see if he could put a haunt to rest at a house in his settlement. The house had been haunted for about ten years. Several people had tried to stay there all night. But they always would get scared out by the haunt. So this preacher took his Bible and went to the house. Then on hand, built himself a good fire and lit a lamp. Sat there reading the Bible. Then just before midnight, he heard something start up in the cellar. Walking back and forth, back and forth. Then it sounded like somebody was trying to scream and got choked off. Then there was a lot of thrashing around and struggling and finally everything got quiet. The old preacher took his Bible out again. But before he could start reading, he heard footsteps coming up the cellar stairs. Watching the door to the cellar and the footsteps kept coming closer and closer. He saw the door not turn and when the door began to open, he jumped up and hollered. What do you want? The door shut back easily and there wasn't a sound. The preacher was trembling but he finally opened the Bible and read a Bible. Then he got up and laid the book on the chair and went to mend the fire. Then the haunt started walking again. Step, step, step up the cellar stairs. The old preacher sat and watching the door. He saw the door not turn and the door opened up and said, Are you? What do you want? The haunt sort of swayed like she didn't know what to do. Then she just faded out. The old preacher waited, waited and then he didn't hear any noises. He went over and shut the door. He was sweating and trembling all over. But he was a brave man and he thought he'd be able to see it through. So he turned his chair into where he could watch and he sat down waiting. It wasn't long before he heard the haunt start up again. Step, step, step closer and closer. Step, step and it was right at the door that his Bible out before him. Then the door knocked slowly turned and the door opened wide. This time the preacher spoke wide like he said. In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost. Who are you and what do you want? The haunt came right across the room straight to him and took hold of his coat. It was a young woman about 20 years old. Her hair was torn and tangled and the flesh was dropping off her face so he could see the bones and part of her teeth. She had white balls but there was a sort of blue light way back in her eye sockets and she had no nose to her face. Then she started talking and sounded like her voice was coming and going with the wind. She told how her lover had killed her for her money and buried her in a cellar. She said the preacher would dig up her bones and bury her property. She could rest. Then she told her to take the end, join up the little finger from Bethan and to lay in the collection plate at the next church meeting and he found out who had murdered her. And she said, if you come back here once more after that, you hear what we said midnight. I'll tell you where my money is in the church. The haunt saw her like she was tired and she sunk down toward the floor and was gone and buried them in the graveyard. The next Sunday, the preacher put the finger on the collection plate. A certain man happened to touch it. It stuck to his hand. The man jumped up and rubbed the screen and tore at the bone trying to get rid of it like he was going crazy. He confessed and he took him to jail. The man was hung. The preacher went back to the house one minute. His voice dropped big under the earth. Big sack of money. His coat did come out.