Drummers See a
by Joseph Lewis French
(St. Louis Globe-Democrat, Oct. 6)
[The last man in the world to be accused of a
belief in the supernatural would be your go-ahead,
hard-headed American "drummer" or traveling-man.
Yet here is a plain tale of how not one but two of the
western fraternity saw a genuine ghost in broad daylight a
few years ago.--ED.]
JACKSON, Mo., October
6. At a place on the
Turnpike road, between Cape Girardeau and Jackson, is what
is familiarly known as Spooks' Hollow. The place is situated
fours miles from the Cape and is awfully dismal looking
where the road curves gracefully around a high bluff.
Two drummers, representing a single leading
wholesale house of St. Louis. were recently making the drive
from Jackson to the Cape, when their attention was suddenly
attracted at the Spooks' Hollow by a white and airy object
which arose in its peculiar form so as to be plainly visible
and then maneuvered in every imaginable manner, finally
taking a zigzag wayward journey through the low
dismal-looking surroundings, disappearing suddenly into
the mysterious region from whence it came.
More than one incident of dreadful experience
has been related of this gloomy abode, and the place is
looked upon by the midnight tourist and the lonesome citizen
on his nocturnal travels as an unpleasant spot, isolated
from the beautiful country which surrounds it.