THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

There was a lady who, at a certain hour on a certain night, depending on the moon’s age, walked abroad in her bloodstained night-gear, but without her head. There was another of the same sex, and habited also in her white night-gown, who “walked” with her hands chained and her lower limbs fettered, sobbing and crying, and jangling her chains.

Atkinson/Parish

“At Dalton, near Thirsk,” writes Mr. Baring-Gould, “is an old barn, which is haunted by a headless woman. One night a tramp went in it to sleep. At midnight he was awakened by a light, and sitting up he saw a woman coming towards him from the end of the barn, holding her head in her hands like a lantern, with light streaming out of the eyes, nostrils and mouth. He sprang out of the barn in a fright, breaking a hole in the wall to escape. This hole I was shown six years ago. Whether the barn still stands I cannot say.

Henderson/Folklore