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smashed a picture frame that was hanging on the wall. Then
other bricks and things began to fall on top of the house and
on its sides.
This bombardment continued for several days and the house
soon presented the appearance of a general wreck. There was
not a pane of glass left and everything breakable in the home
was in fragments. A remarkable thing was that while all the
window panes were broken none of the woodwork of the window
was touched. The place became famous and hundreds of
people watched and guarded the vacant blocks all around there
every night, but still the missiles came. I was there one night
when the bone of a cow's leg, a tin can, a large piece of wood
and a brickbat were hurled all together against the front of
the house with great force. It would seem that numerous accidents
would have happened and that many people would have
been injured by such promiscuous bombarding, yet I believe that
only one person, the occupant of the house, was ever struck and
his injury was trifling.
Many theories were advanced to account for such things, the
most popular one being that it was the work of some enemy of
the man, but the fatal error in that theory, aside from the man's
statement that he had no enemy, was to account for the way in
which such enemy accomplished the feat of hurling the projectiles
without being caught in the act of doing so. One or two
hundred people guarded the house on all sides and in every direction
and yet no one ever saw anything that could account for
the phenomenon. It would seem impossible for a half brickbat
to be hurled from a great distance through a window pane without
touching any of the woodwork and then have it smash a
picture or looking glass hanging on the wall with unfailing accuracy,
and yet that was exactly what occurred night after night.
Finally everybody gave it up and left the poor fellow alone
at the mercy of the ghosts. The bombardment continued for
some time and finally the man concluded to go to headquarters
for a solution of the problem. He went to a spirit medium. One
or two "sittings" were held and he was informed that there was
great wealth buried in the earth under the house and that he
must bore for it. I forget whether it was oil or gold they told
him was there. His house stood immediately over the place
where he must bore, but under no circumstances must he move
the house. He was absolutely desperate by now, for his house
was a wreck surrounded by cartloads of bricks, bones, tin cans
and every other kind of trash one could think of. He was willing
to do anything to get rid of the ghosts, so he sought out
a well-borer, made a contract with him and in a few days work
was begun. A derrick was erected on top of the house, a hole
was cut through the roof and through the floors and the well
boring commenced. So soon as active operations were commenced
the ghosts quit. Not another stone was thrown from
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Young, Samuel Oliver. True stories of old Houston and Houstonians: historical and personal sketches / by S. O. Young., book, 1913; Galveston, Texas. (texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth24646/m1/202/: accessed May 28, 2017), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, texashistory.unt.edu; .