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Table Book of Traditions some years ago, two of the more habitable apartments of Blenkinsopp Castle were utilized by a labourer of the estate and his family. But one night, the parents were aroused by screams from the adjoining room, and rushing in they found their little son sitting up in bed, terribly frightened.
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What was the matter?
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The White Lady! The White Lady!
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What lady, asked the bewildered parents;
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She is gone, replied the boy,
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When the boy grew up he invariably persisted in the truth of his statement, and at forty years of age could recall the scene so vividly as
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All that is thine shall be mine, until in the porch of the holy church, a lady and a child shall stand and beckon.
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After a time the knight returned to Devonshire,
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In vain the Black Monk sought to beguile him from the holy fane, and whispered to him of bright eyes and a distant bower. He paused only for a moment. In the shadow of the porch stood the luminous forms of his mother and sister, who lifted up their spirit hands, and beckoned. The knight tore himself from the Black Monk's grasp and rushed towards them, exclaiming,
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I come! I come! Mother, sister, I am saved! O, Heaven, have pity on me! The story adds that the three were borne up in a radiant cloud, but