The story originates from Brampton and involves the old jail there, where at a certain time each year a spectre of a woman with a babe in arms walks around the yard in front of the window of what was, at the time, her husband's cell (in the late 1800s I believe). The story goes that the husband had never met his child so his wife travelled for miles to arrive at the jail only to be denied the right to visit her husband. Someone did, however, indicate to her which cell window was his, so she stood in the yard with the child and watched the window. The husband was executed shortly after this event. In addition to this a few years ago part of the property was excavated to make a parking lot and they found (human?) bones.