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                  would be flung open, and whoever entered would grab the blankets and pull them off
                  the sleeper.


                  Two or three of Abraham’s grandchildren heard of this and determined that if they were

                  in the bed they together would be man enough to stop the blankets being pulled off.

                  Upon a given night the boys were in bed and awaited the nightly visitor. Sure enough
                  the heavy footsteps began, and they lay counting the steps. After the last step the door

                  was  flung  open  and  the  weights  they  had  placed  against  it  scattered.  They  were
                  frightened but ready. The tug of war began. They hung on until their fingernails bent

                  over,  but  there  was  no  slackening  of  the  tension  in  the  blanket.  They  could  hold  no
                  longer.  The  blanket  was  off.  Calm  returned  as  they  counted  the  steps  down  of  the

                  mysterious visitor.


                  I  am  not  able to  fix a date to  this  happening.  I  would say that it was  likely to  have

                  happened after Abraham’s death in 1902. During his lifetime that loft was “home” for a

                  long time to Jewish pedlars who would overnight there on their way to the farms further
                  on.  As  nothing  of  this  sort  was  reported  by  them  I  feel  justified  that  the  “spook”

                  appeared later.


                  The Outspan at Fish Hoek, was the place where transport teams rested overnight to and
                  from Simon’s Town. My grand-father related a similar mystical happening there. There

                  a transport rider was in-spanning his oxen early one morning. By the time he had the

                  front oxen yoked, the rear oxen were unyoked. He would dutifully start again at the rear
                  oxen only to find that, when he though the team was ready to take to the road, the oxen

                  were loose again. Apparently only at day break was he able to get going.


                  Whether it was the work of a competitor who played this prank so as to get ahead with
                  his load, we do not know. Apparently the transporters got wise to these pranks and it is

                  said that they would take the ox whip and last around the scene until the culprit was hit,

                  and identified. It is likely that the “happenings” at the Outspan and at Auret’s Cottage
                  were in the same era.
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