|From Mothman Wikipedia|
A man up in the Third Ward has seen a ghost, and no ordinary ghost either. It was a woman, of course, and wore silk raiment and razzle-dazzle jewelry. Some time in the morning before dawn during last week an up-town citizen was passing through an alley ostensibly for a near-cut. When he came near the crossing over Thirteenth Street he saw just a short distance ahead of him, an elegantly dressed woman, her clothing bedecked with silver bangles set with dazzling brilliants. The apparition would not allow a near approach, as it faded out of sight before he got to it.