Comfort
My great-great-grandmother, Henrianna, and her son, Samuel, came from County Down, Ireland. She eventually made her way to a town in Illinois and worked as a cook.
She met and married an Irishman from the same County Down in Ireland. Well, it's not real history, but it is real history. They traveled how many miles from home to meet each other in a strange land?
The real gem here was that as I was researching genealogy and family information. The only Magill I could come up with from that area was someone from Scotland who built a residence called 'Magill Hall'.
Note here, I have just spent more time than I had looking for a reference to the story I read several years ago about a woman, who if my memory serves at all, was an heir to Magill Hall.
It was prophesied that she would die on a certain birthday. On that day she spent the day in seclusion, hopeful that the prophesy was false. She survived that day, and had a birthday party on the day following.
They were having a quiet but enjoyable party, when a clergyman spoke, wishing the woman a happy birthday. When she mentioned her birthday had been the day before, he denied it. "No," he said, "you've read your calendar incorrectly, today is your actual birthday. I am quite certain of it. I was there."
This put her in such a fright, she retired immediately to her room. Voices were heard coming from her room. Her's and another unidentified person's. I'm somewhat sketchy here as to all the details. She may have screamed, but by the time her servants got to the room she was dead.
This gave rise to the story of Magill Hall being haunted. However, the key here is, which is more important, knowledge or feelings?
There is such a thing as a false sense of security. The Miss of Magill Hall didn't have correct knowledge, and she felt secure, but she wasn't.
Romans 10:2 "For I bear them witness that they have a zeal for God, but not according to knowledge."
1 Timothy 2:4 "who would have all men to be saved, and come to the knowledge of the truth."
