At breakfast, the lid of the stone-china sugar bowl
disappeared from the table, and, in about ten minutes, fell from the
ceiling. After breakfast; over went the table; then the chairs all fell
over, and several large mats were pitched about the room. The author
immediately left the room and went into the parlor, when, to his
astonishment, a flower pot containing a large plant in full bloom was
taken from its place in the bay window and set down in the middle of the
room and a large tin can filled with water was brought from the kitchen
and placed beside it. During the afternoon a large inkstand and two
empty bottles were thrown at him. The ghosts also undressed little
George, and, as if to make a final climax to the day's performance, Bob,
the head ghost, started a small bon-fire up stairs, and he and the other
ghosts piled all the chairs in the parlor one on top of the other, until
they made a pile about six feet in height, when, as if in sport, they
pulled out those underneath, letting all the others fall to the floor
with a crash.
On Tuesday morning when the author took his seat at the breakfast table,
he placed the sugar bowl lid beside his plate, so that he might have his
eyes on it.
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