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for her. Do, fays Mrs. Veal. On which the left her, and went to a Neighbour's to fend for her; and by the time Mrs. Bargrave was returning, Mrs. Veal was got without the Door in the Street, in the Face of the Beast-Market, on a Saturday (which is Market-Day) and stood ready to part, as foon as Mrs. Bargrave came to her. She afk'd her, Why the was in fuch hafte? She faid, he must be going, tho' perhaps She might not go her Journey till Monday. And told Mrs. Bargrave, fhe hop'd fhe fhould fee her again at her Coufin Watfon's before he went whither fhe was going. Then fhe faid, She would take her leave of her, and walked from Mrs. Bargrave in her View, till a Turning interrupted the Sight of her, which was three quarters after One in the Afternoon.

Mrs. Veal died the 7th of September at twelve a Clock at Noon of her Fits, and had not above four Hours Senfes before her Death, in which time the receiv'd the Sacrament. The next Day after Mrs. Veal's appearing, being Sunday, Mrs. Bargrave was mightily indifpos'd with a Cold and a fore Throat, that fhe could not go out that Day; but on Monday Morning fhe fends a Perfon to Captain Watfon's to know if Mrs. Veal were there. They wondred at Mrs. Bar→ grave's Enquiry; and fent her Word that he was not there, nor was expected. At this Anfwer Mrs. Bargrave told the Maid, he had certainly miftook the Name, or made fome Blunder. And tho' fhe was ill, fhe put on her Hood, and went her felf to Captain Watson's, tho' fhe knew none of the Family, to fee if Mrs. Veal was there or not. They faid, they wondred at her afking, for that she had not been in Town; they were fure, if the had, the would have been there. Says Mrs. Bargrave, I am fure, fhe was with me on Saturday almost two Hours. They faid, it was impoffible, for they must have feen her if she had. In comes Captain Watson, while they were in Difpute, and faid, that Mrs. Veal was certainly dead, and her Efcutcheons were mak

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ing. This ftrangely furpriz'd Mrs. Bargrave, when fhe fent to the Perfon immediately who had the Care of them, and found it true. Then the related the

whole Story to Captain Watfon's Family, and what Gown the had on, and how ftriped; and that Mrs. Veal told her it was fcower'd. Then Mrs. Watfon cried out, You have feen her indeed; for none knew but Mrs. Veal and my felf that the Gown was fcower'd. And Mrs. Watfon own'd, that the describ'd the Gown exactly: For, faid the, I help'd her to make it up. This Mrs. Watfon blaz'd all about the Town, and avouch'd the Demonstration of the Truth of Mrs. Bargrave's feeing Mrs. Veal's Apparition. And Captain Watfon carried two Gentlemen immediately to Mrs. Bargrave's House, to hear the Relation from her own Mouth. And when it spread fo faft, that Gentlemen and Perfons of Quality, the Judicious and Sceptical Part of the World, flock'd in upon her, it, at beft, became fuch a Tafk, that fhe was forc'd to go out of the way. For they were in general, extremely fatisfied of the Truth of the Thing; and plainly faw, that Mrs. Bargrave was no Hypochondriack; for fhe always appears with fuch a chearful Air, and pleafing Mein, that fhe has gain'd the Favour and Efteem of all the Gentry: And 'tis thought a great Favour if they can but get the Relation from her own Mouth. I fhould have told you before, that Mrs. Veal told Mrs. Bargrave, that her Sifter and Brother-in-law were just come down from London to fee her. Says Mrs. Bargrave, How came you to order Matters fo Strangely? It could not be help'd, faid Mrs. Veal. And her Sifter and Brother did come to fee her, and enter'd the Town of Dover juft as Mrs. Veal was expiring. Mrs. Bargrave afked her whether the would drink fome Tea. Says Mrs. Veal, I do not care if I do, but I'll warrant you this mad Fellow (meaning Mrs. Bargrave's Hufband) has broke all

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your Trinkets. But, fays Mrs. Bargrave, I'll get fome thing to drink in for all that; but Mrs. Veal way'd it, and faid, It is no Matter, let it alone; and fo it paffed.

All the time I fat with Mrs. Bargrave, which was fome Hours, the recollected fresh Sayings of Mrs. Veal. And one material Thing more the told Mrs. Bargrave, that old Mr. Breton allowed Mrs. Veal ten Pounds a Year; which was a Secret, and unknown to Mrs. Bargrave till Mrs. Veal told it her.

Mrs. Bargrave never varies in her Story; which puzzles those who doubt of the Truth, or are unwilling to believe it. A Servant in the Neighbour's Yard adjoining to Mrs. Bargrave's House, heard her talking to fome Body an Hour of the time Mrs. Veal was with her. Mrs. Bargrave went out to her next Neighbour's the very Moment fhe parted with Mrs. Veal, and told her what ravishing Converfation fhe had with an old Friend, and told the whole of it. Drelincourt's Book of DEATH is, fince this happen'd, bought up ftrangely. And it is to be obferv'd, that notwithstanding all the Trouble and Fatigue Mrs. Bargrave has undergone upon this Account, the never took the Value of a Farthing, nor fuffered her Daughter to take any thing of any Body; and therefore can have no Intereft in telling the Story.

But Mr. Veal does what he can to ftifle the Matter, and faid, he would fee Mrs. Bargrave; but yet it is certain Matter of Fact, that he has been at Captain Watson's fince the Death of his Sifter, and yet never went near Mrs. Bargrave; and fome of his Friends report her to be a Liar, and that the knew of Mr. Breton's ten Pounds a Year. But the Person who pretends to fay fo, has the Reputation of a notorious Liar, among Perfons whom I know to be of undoubted Repute. Now Mp

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Veal is more of a Gentleman than to fay, fhe Lies but fays, a bad Hufband has craz'd her. But the needs only to present her felf, and it will effectually confute that Pretence. Mr. Veal fays, he afked his Sifter on her Death-Bed, whether the had a mind to difpofe of any thing; and fhe faid No. Now, what the things which Mrs. Veal's Apparition would have difpos'd of, were fo trifling, and nothing of Justice aim'd at in their Difpofal, that the Defign of it appears to me to be only in order to make Mrs. Bargrave fo to demonftrate the Truth of her Appearance, as to fatisfy the World of the Reality thereof, as to what the had feen and heard; and to fecure her Reputation among the reafonable and understanding Part of Mankind. And then again, Mr. Veal owns that there was a Purfe of Gold; but it was not found in her Cabinet, but in a CombBox. This looks improbable, for that Mrs. Watfon own'd, that Mrs. Veal was fo very careful of the Key of her Cabinet, that he would truft nọ Body with it. And if fo, no doubt, fhe would not truft her Gold out of it. And Mrs. Veal's often drawing her Hand over her Eyes, and asking Mrs. Bargrave, whether her Fits had not impaired her looks to me, as if fhe did it on purpose to remind Mrs. Bargrave of her Fits, to prepare her not to think it ftrange that the fhould put her upon writing to her Brother, to difpofe of Rings and Gold, which look'd fo much like a dying Perfon's Requeft; and it took accordingly with Mrs. Bargrave, as the Effect of her Fits coming upon her; and was one of the many Instances of her wonderful Love to her, and Care of her, that the fhould not be affrighted; which indeed appears in her whole Management, particularly, in her coming to her in the Day-time; waving the Salutation, and when he was alone; and then the manner of her parting, to prevent a fecond Attempt to falute her.

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Now, why Mr. Veal fhould think this Relation a Reflection (as 'tis plain he does, by his endeavouring to stifle it) I cannot imagine; because the generality believe her to be a good Spirit, her Difcourfe was fo heavenly. Her two great Errands were to comfort Mrs. Bargrave in her Affliction, and to afk her Forgiveness for her Breach of Friendship, and with a pious Difcourfe to encourage her. So that, after all, to fuppofe that Mrs. Bargrave could hatch fuch an Invention as this from Friday Noon, till Saturday Noon (fuppofing that the knew of Mrs. Veal's Death the very first Moment) without jumbling Circumftances, and without any Intereft too; fhe muft be more witty, fortunate, and wicked too, than any indifferent Perfon, I dare fay, will allow. I afked Mrs. Bargrave feveral times, if she was fure fshe felt the Gown? She answer'd modeftly, "If my Sen❝fes be to be relied on, I am fure of it." I asked her, If fhe heard a Sound when the clapt her Hand upon her Knee? She faid, She did not remember the did; and fhe faid, She appear'd to be as much a Substance as I did, who talked with her. "And I may, faid "fhe, be as foon perfuaded that your Apparition is "talking to me now, as that I did not really fee her: "For I was under no manner of Fear, and receiv'd "her as a Friend, and parted with her as fuch. I "would not, fays the, give one Farthing to make a

ny one believe it; I have no Intereft in it; nothing "but Trouble is entailed upon me for a long time, "for ought I know: And had it not come to Light "by Accident, it would never have been made pub"lick." But now, fhe fays, fhe will make her own private Use of it, and keep her felf out of the way as much as the can; and fo fhe has done fince. She fays, "She had a Gentleman who came thirty Miles "to her to hear the Relation; and that she had told "it to a Room full of People at a time." Several particular Gentlemen have had the Story from Mrs. Bargrave's own Mouth.

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