Noble Ghosts Drink Rum

If one of the things you fear about death is not being able to sip on your favorite adult beverage, this light-hearted ghost story from The Spokane Press (Sept. 3, 1909) will put your mind at ease.



NEW YORK, Sept. 1.- If Soren Lindgren, when he was sexton of the Chapel of the Comforter in Greenwich village, really saw ghosts in the little place of worship*, as he says he did, the chances are they were Scotch spooks, though Lindgren asserts one of them was the son of an Italian nobleman. The place used to be a Caledonian Society club house. Seemingly the ghosts that Lindgren saw departed with him, for the present sexton, John Hargrave, hasn’t been able to find them. 
     Lindgren gave up his job last April to go back to photography. His present story that he had interesting times with ghosts was received as news in the parish house.
     Three ghosts met every night at the foot of the altar, Lindgren avers. He met the first specter on the nigh he moved in, which was in last November. This ghost must have materialized knuckles, for he knocked at the door. The sexton and the ghost got into* conversation. The ghost explained that his father, an Italian noble, had left him a fortune, which he had squandered. Because he had killed a man in the room now used as a chapel he was compelled to haunt the place. The ghost said he had killed the man for money to buy “rum.” Why an Italian of noble birth should want “rum” when chinati was on the market the ghost did not explain.
     The other ghosts were not so friendly. One was an old man, the other a woman. They wouldn’t let Lindgren get near enough to talk to them. The aged masculine shied even when Mrs. Lindgren came near.
     Being a photographer, Lindgren thought of taking pictures of the apparitions. The best proof of the absolute veracity of the former sexton’s statements is the photographs themselves. Lindgren has them. They look like white blotches, but he says one is a man’s head and the other is the form of a woman. Lindgren has “touched up” the man’s head to make it look realistic. At that it looks more like a Scotchman than an Italian.
     ‘Neither I nor Mrs. Hargrove have seen any ghosts,’ said the new sexton yesterday.
     The Rev. Andrew F. Underhill, who has charge of the parish in Rev. Percy S. Grant’s absence, said he hadn’t heard of* the ghosts before.”

*I corrected the spelling or deleted duplicate words from the original clipping.