Roanoke High School - Acorns Yearbook (Roanoke, VA)

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1917 9113011115 uf Roanoke 85 Rap! Rap! Rap! O I believe in ghosts? Well, perhaps not, but one time, at least, I had a curious experience that seemed to point to the existence of something supernatural, or at least unexplainable. If you wish, l will tell you about it. You may not believe it at first, but I assure you that everything happened just as l will tell it. You will have to judge about the ghost part yourself. A few summers ago, I spent a month camping with five of my friends. There was only one drawback to our camp site. It was about half a mile from the swimming hole, but it was near the spring, which was more important. One afternoon while we were all in swimming one' of these summer wind and rain storms came up before we knew it. Of course, we didn't mind get- ting Wet but we remembered that all our bed-clothes had been left out to sun. So it behooved us to hurry back to camp before the storm broke or we would of necessity sleep under wet blankets that night. We dressed almost quicker than it takes to tell it, yet before we had even started for camp the wind had begun to blow and the rain to fall. Both became harder, so we realized we were too late to save our blankets, Still we hurried on, and the rain changed to one of the worst hail storms that I have ever seen. The lightning, too, began to flash about us. Then, not being able to stand it any longer, we rushed into a house that was near the road. It proved to be an old Colonial mansion, long vacant, about which we had heard strange rumors. However we were not afraid of ghosts, so, pushing open the door, we entered. A strong gust of wind immediately slammed shut the door, leaving us in inky darkness. Outside the storm continued with unabated fury. Inside we began to hear strange noises. Somebody yelledg then he discovered that rats running across his feet had caused his fright. This seemed to make us rather ashamed of ourselves, for we had all been somewhat disturbed by the noises. When, a little later, we heard other noises, that could not possibly have been made by rats, we decided to investigate. From overhead seemed to come a steady rap, rap, rap. The storm was still raging outside. We could stand it no longer. Something had to be doneg so we decided to find out the source of this strange noise. A As I said, this was an old house and a wide stairway led to the second story from the room we were in. Up this stairway we crept, six abreast, as no one wanted to lead. Even the creaking of the old stairs couldn't drown out