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When I first established my gallery in the Obertal Mall building in Leavenworth, I would from time to time hear what I thought was a small child crying, "Mother, Mother!" I thought it was someone somewhere in the hallway of the mall. This went on for quite some time when a friend of mine, who is a psychic that works for Portland, Oregon police department came in to the gallery one day. Her reaction was immediate – she asked me why that child was crying for its mother? We chatted about it since I knew nothing of the para-psychic. She told me to keep track of when I heard this child and any other 'happenings'. I did.

About that time the gal who owned one of the other shops in the mall and who cleaned the bathrooms and hallways went on vacation and she asked me to take her place, which I did. I would come back to the building about 8 or 9 at night and do the cleaning. This happened to be in the winter so the place was really dark except for the overhead lights in the hallway.

As I was cleaning one night I again heard this child crying "Mother, Mother!" and as I was pushing the broom down the hallway I happened to glance up into the window of the shop next to my gallery and found myself looking into the face of a young woman! She was in a poke bonnet and had some kind of shawl over her shoulders. She smiled at me and then turned and walked away into the darkness of the shop.

A few nights later I was taking the trash out through the back hallway that goes out to the alley and walked right through a man who was going from my gallery into the same shop where I had seen the lady! This man was dressed in rough clothes kind of like a cowboy would wear. Tan hat that had seen a lot of wear and had sweat marks on it, blue work shirt, suspenders, dark brown pants and heavy boots. It was sort of like we were going to collide-but he passed 'through' me like a warm breeze suddenly came up. It was a soft, gentle, warm sensation.

I never was frightened about these people-but the little girl crying really bothered me. About a month later they decided to take out the stairs that came down from the upper level of the mall to the floor level of the gallery.

To do this they had to break apart the brick wall that was holding up the stairs and lower it so they could put in a ramp that would accommodate a wheel chair. After the night that they knocked down the brick wall-I never heard or saw the child, the woman or the man again. Sometime after this I found out that the part of the mall that I was in was a livery stable, the front part was a bank and the other side was a hotel and restaurant.

Also, about this time, my husband moved his painting studio from the building with the resident ghost into the basement of the mall. He began to complain to me about a month after he moved in about noises. He said that he would just get painting and there would be noises like a dance going on upstairs over his head. He would go upstairs and the mall was empty. Other times he would hear footsteps up and down the hallway above his head from the front to the back of the mall (that hallway ended at the front door of our gallery!).

Sometimes I would work down there matting and framing for art shows and I would crank the stereo up to max and listen to classical music. It would start to echo and I would turn it off. No echo. I would turn it back on-echoes. Later on I would turn on the stereo and you could hear feet dancing on the floors. I would go upstairs-no one was there.

It makes me wonder if this was some kind of a time lapse between old Leavenworth and the present time. These people I saw and heard were costumed to the times of Leavenworth's beginnings. These buildings were all built in that time frame. Strange

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Donna Seebo, P.O. Box 97272, Tacoma, WA 98497-0272
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