A Storyteller's
Ghost Stories, Book 3, Tales from Nebraska, Iowa,
and Elsewhere
by Duane HutchinsonA priest once told me of
an experience related by his former professor,
the priest who taught his religion class at Loras
College in Dubuque, Iowa. He said, "I was in
my first parish. It was a peaceful setting. I had
a big St. Bernard dog who slept under the front
porch of the rectory.
"One
night I heard Robo barking furiously, but I was
tired from a long day of calling and eventually I
went back to sleep. The next night I heard Robo
barking again, about the same time of night, a
little after midnight. I went to the window and
saw there were lights on over at the church.
"I
hastily dressed and stepped outside to find out
who could be there at such a time. Then I saw
Robo with his hair up, pointing with his body
toward the church. Something in his manner made
me nervous. I was fearful now of disturbing an
intruder.
"But,
when I arrived at the church, I saw a priest at
the altar celebrating the mass! He had his back
to me as a priest would at that time, so I could
not see his face. I hesitated, but then started
down the center aisle. Who could it be? Parish
pastors are very careful not to go into another
man's parish without permission. And why past
midnight?
"As
I came closer the strange priest suddenly whirled
and faced me, his robes flying outward, his eyes
flashing fire. He held the flat of his hand at me
and said, 'Stay back! Stay back! I still have
five nights of masses to say.'
"The
face was strangely familiar to me, yet I knew him
not. I backed away and left the church at his
command. For five more nights Robo barked and I
saw lights on in the church, but something held
me from saying anything to anyone at first.
"At
last the nightly sessions were over. I talked
with members of the parish committee. We looked
into the historical records and found the
photograph of a former pastor in our parish. The
face was of the man at the altar!
"A
member of the parish committee said, "That
priest took many contributions for masses to be
said, but he was accidentally killed before he
could fulfill his obligations.'"
My
friend heaved a sigh and said, "We in the
ministry take these commitments to say masses
very seriously. He had taken the small
contributions fully expecting to conduct the
masses he had promised."
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