The tower of All Saints', Pavement, has long been one of the features of the city's skyline. By night the light, traditionally kept burning guided travellers through the vanished Forest of Galtres, and shows even more clearly the tracery and colour of its elegant design.

The church itself, even though much has been altered or has disappeared still has many interesting features in its carvings, windows and ancient books. One important item from the past does seem to have vanished completely - the resident ghost. Although this figure never aroused the same interest and enthusiasm of the Holy Trinity ghosts, it was very well known, and was witnessed on many occasions. Unusually it always appeared during the day, and had a particular interest in funerals.

The figure was that of a woman, wearing a long white dress - or shroud. Her hair was described as being extremely long, but was always neatly dressed in an attractive cluster of curls. Many people commented on her beauty, and her completely natural appearance, with clear complexion and cheeks glowing with health. There appears to be no legend or tradition connected with her appearance. She seemed to have no purpose, no urgent message of reward or revenge, no need to be there at all, except for her apparent urge to be present during services. Is there a small clue in this? Is she perhaps seeking some Christian burial that was once denied her? Is there some relic of past tragedy of which so haunted the imagination of Edgar Allan Poe - the premature burial?

Many experiences of this kind have been recorded of apparent corpses reviving just in time to prevent burial, and there are even more nightmarish examples of bodies being found outside coffins when vaults have been re-opened for some later interment, their hands battered and torn in their frantic attempts to find some way out of their living tomb.

An experience of this kind is connected with the churchyard of St. Saviour's Parish. It was once the custom to bury people with their personal jewellery, and a sexton of the parish, knowing that some valuable rings had been buried with a corpse, was determined to have them. Coming by night to the graveyard he re-opened the vault, forced the lid from the coffin, and began to cut the rings from the body. But, in doing so, he cut the fingers of the apparent corpse. The lady was not dead, but had been buried in a coma, and the flow of fresh blood from her fingers awakened her, terrorising the sexton. So to the delight of her friends and family, and the horror of the sexton, she was restored to her home and her friends.

But the ghost of All Saints' showed nothing of the distress that might have been expected following such a terrifying ordeal. She is reported only to have been friendly, especially towards an old market woman who once sold oatmeal in High Ousegate. This guardian of the ghost became the authority on the lady in white, and even claimed that she could call upon her to appear at any time. The death of the old oatmeal seller seemed to have broken the link, for the ghost also disappeared.