Viking_Yearbook_68

I I 1 72 Perhaps I would have never realized it if it hadn 't been for some unnerving occurrences which happened so close together that they formulated a plan in my head . Brother Joseph , a resident of over ten years, walked by me in vespers and mumbled something; not quite Latin . I was haunted for days. Then again at lunch he mumbled something which sounded like " Pass the salt" or " Thi s has to halt."-The excitement was al– most too much . A few nights later another strange thing happened. Brother Robert, one who kept more silent and aloof than the others, unintentionally awakened me. He was actually standing at the end of my bed jabbering away completely in– coherently.