Ambrose Bierce,
Present at a Hanging and Other Ghost Stories…
(1913)
“ But for months afterward, at irregular intervals of a few days, the voice was heard by the several members of the family, and by others. All declared it unmistakably the voice of Charles Ashmore; all agreed that it seemed to come from a great distance, faintly, yet with entire distinctness of articulation; yet none could determine its direction, nor repeat its words. The intervals of silence grew longer and longer, the voice fainter and farther, and by midsummer it was heard no more.If anybody knows the fate of Charles Ashmore it is probably his mother. She is dead. ”
