about Four o'Clock in the Morning
This if a fine Hearse indeed , and the nodding Plumes on the Horses look very grand ; but what End does that answer , otherwise than to display the Pride of the Living , or the Vanity of the Dead . Fie upon such Folly , say I , and Heaven grant that those who want more Sense may have it . -LSB- Illustration -RSB- But all the Country round came to see the Burying , and it was late before the Corpse was interred . After which , in the Night , or rather about Four o'Clock in the Morning , the Bells were heard to jingle in the Steeple , which frightened the People prodigiously , who all thought it was Lady _ Ducklington _ 's Ghost dancing among the Bell-ropes . The People flocked to _ Will Dobbins _ the Clerk , and wanted him to go and see what it was ; but _ William _ said , he was sure it was a Ghost , and that he would not offer to open the Door . At length Mr. _ Long _ the Rector , hearing such an Uproar in the Village , went to the Clerk , to know why he did not go into the Church ; and see who was there . I go , Sir , says _ William _ , why the Ghost would frighten me out of my Wits .