The Cock Lane Ghost
The Cock Lane Ghost
HE quaint old London church of St.
The Cock Lane Ghost: Parsons
Whatever he was, Clerk Parsons was not a fool, and these few words showed him plainly that he was face to face with a mystery.
The Cock Lane Ghost: Clerkenwell
White with rage, Knight bundled his belongings together, called a hackney coach, and within the hour had shaken the dust of Cock Lane from…
The Cock Lane Ghost: John
To humor her, the will was drawn, and now it developed that the disease which had attacked her was smallpox in its worst form. No need to…
The Cock Lane Ghost: Ledger
The first intimation of its coming and of its nature was revealed to him, as to the public generally, by a brief paragraph printed in a mid…
The Cock Lane Ghost: Carrots
Three knocks, held to mean three hours. "Did Carrots" (her maid) "know of your "Yes." being poisoned?" - "Yes." "Did you tell her?" "How…
The Cock Lane Ghost: Annual
Their conviction soon followed, after a trial of which the only obtainable evidence is that it was held at the Guildhall before a special…