ter which, in the Night, or rather about Four o'Clock in the Morning, the Bells were heard to jingle in the Steeple, which frightened the People prodigiouſly, who all thought it was Lady Ducktington's Ghoſt dancing among the Bell-ropes. The People flocked to Will Dobbins the Clerk, and wanted him to go and ſee what it was; but William ſaid, he was ſure it was a Ghoſt, and that he would not offer to open the Door. At length Mr. Long the Rector, hearing ſuch an Uproar in the Village, went to the Clerk, to know why he did not go into the Church; and ſee who was there. I go, Sir, ſays William why the Ghoſt would frighten me out of my Wits.—Mrs. Dobbins too cried, and laying hold of her Huſband ſaid, he ſhould not be eat up by the Ghoſt. A Ghoſt, you Blockheads, ſays Mr.
Long
