The sun shone brightly in through the window, and mother exclaimed: "Can it be possible? Is it really true? How can we live and endure it? We cannot much longer stay here alone nights. We must have somebody to stay with us." Fillmore Grover came to take his lesson, and mother asked him to tell Calvin she would like to have him call and see her. (Calvin Brown's mother had been left a widow when quite young. She was the daughter of Daniel Hopkins, of Canada West, and belonged to the Society of Friends. She married out of the society, which was then against their discipline. She placed her oldest child, Calvin, in a military school; and when she found herself gradually failing in strength, she wrote to her father, who came and took her home, with her three younger children. She returned once to Rochester, and requested mother to look after Calvin, and care for him as she would for her own child, if she should not recover. His mother died, and he called my parents father and mother; the same as the rest of us.) He called at about two o'clock. We all sat down and related what had happened and what we had witnessed during the past night. He promised to come and stay there at night; but he advised us to ask no questions, nor give them any encouragement, as he considered them evil spirits. To this we all agreed. He came that night, and we were allowed to rest quietly until about two o'clock, when we were all awakened by a disturbance in the "green room." Everything seemed to be in commotion, but, as Calvin was in the house, I felt more confidence in myself. I asked them to please behave themselves. At this, one Spirit walked around, as if on his bare feet. He answered my question by stamping on the floor. I was amused--although afraid. He seemed so willing to do my bidding that I could not resist the temptation of speaking to him as he marched around my bed. I said, "_Flat-Foot_,[3] can you dance the Highland fling?" This seemed to delight him. I sang the music for him, and he danced most admirably. This shocked mother, and she said, "O Leah, how can you encourage that fiend, by singing for him to dance?" I soon found that they took advantage of my familiarity, and gathered in strong force around us. And here language utterly fails to describe the incidents that occurred. Loud whispering, giggling, scuffling, groaning, death-struggles, murder scenes of the most fearful character--I forbear to describe them. Mother became so alarmed that she called to Calvin to come up-stairs. He came--angry at the Spirits, and declared that "he would conquer, or die in the attempt." This seemed to amuse them. They went to his bed, raised it up and let it down, and shook it violently. He was still determined not to yield to them. [3] As from the sounds of the foot-falls it seemed to us.