An account

January 9th, 1884. If anything I can say to you will be of any use, I will willingly give my testimony to all my husband has said. I remember perfectly ten years ago my visit to my mother's, and my husband's unaccountable restlessness on the particular evening mentioned, also Mr. Bee asking me, after I had been downstairs, if I had met a lady on the stairs. I said, ' No, I do not think there is any one in the house but us.' Mr. Bee then said, ' Well, a lady has passed me just now on the landing ; she came out of the small 220 SPECIMENS OF THE VARIOUS TYPES [chap. bedroom and went downstairs ; she was dressed in a black bonnet and shawl.' I said, ' Nonsense, you must be mistaken.' He said, ' I am certain I am not, and I assure you I feel very queer.' I then went to ask mamma if there was anyone in the house, and she said no, only ourselves ; still Mr. Bee insisted someone had passed him on the landing, although we tried to reason him out of it. In the morning while we were in bed, we received a telegram stating that Mrs. Bee had died suddenly the night before. I said at once, ' Robert, that was your mother you saw last night.' He said it was. When we got to Gainsborough we asked what time she died ; we were told about 10 minutes to 8, which was the exact time ; also that she was taken suddenly ill in the street (wearing at the time a black bonnet and shawl) and died in 10 minutes.