This little “true” winter tale is again from Ghosts and Family Legends: A Volume for Christmas by Catherine Crowe. A certain Colonel C. tells it on the third of the eight evenings of eerie fireside anecdotes. It’s not a ghost story, as Colonel C. himself admits, but it has a supernatural flavor to it, and unlike many such tales, it’s a first-person account, from the Colonel’s boyhood.
Poor Farmer Gould has an accident riding on the road late at night.
“We breakfasted at nine o’clock, and I was getting up, and about half dressed, when one of my sisters burst into my room, crying, ‘La! Fred., such a shocking thing has happened! poor Farmer Gould was found dead in the road this morning; they think his horse ran away, for it’s not to be found; and the chaise was upset and lying on its side. How lucky, papa did not get the mare!’
Or is it an accident? Karma suggests otherwise. It’s interesting to note that Mrs. Crowe herself suggests a (perhaps farfetched) naturalistic explanation for what happens.
Again, not a ghost story, but a crime story with supernatural overtones. Nicely told.
Read the intro to my selections from Ghosts and Family Legends at my previous post, along with Madam Von B.’s story.
A list (with links) of the winter tales I’ve shared in previous years is on my Winter Tales page.
Image: Carriage Drawn by a Horse, Vincent van Gogh. Source: WikiArt