An account

November 30th 1885. I remember distinctly, when my brothers returned to school, that my mother remarked several times to me that she felt quite sure that they were walking about the roads somewhere. We found out afterwards that it was just as my mother said, and, at the time she spoke, they actually were walking to Marlborough. a jj_ y. B. Cleeke. [In describing the incident to me, Mrs. Clerke, who is the reverse of a nervous or fanciful person, especially dwelt on her impression that her sons were wandering on roads. This particular idea seems a far less likely one to have been purely subjectively caused, through maternal apprehension, than that of some calamity, such as a railway accident. It was also a very unlikely thing to occur in reality. At the same time, it may be conceived that the mention of the projected novel route had led to some passing remark — such as, Don't blunder about your trains, or you'll have to walk, and that the odd impression had its origin in this forgotten suggestion.] (378) Mr. J. W. Stillman, the well-known American writer, gives the of Burns, was a remarkable man. Two of his sons were abroad, one in the army in India, one commanding a sliip of his own in the merchant navy, at the West Indies. One day my grandfather entered the room where my aunt, his only daughter, was sitting, and said to her, ' Harriet, your brother John is dead.' Afterwards it was proved that he had died on that day in India. My aunt noted the day, and six months later came the news of his death. Another time he came to his daughter, and, in exactly the same way ,^ stood m the doorway, delivered his speech, and went away— ' Harriet, Richard is dead,'— and subsesequently word came that he had died on that day. This was told to me by an uncle, since dead. I have no means of corroborating this, though I know it to be literally true, as my grandfather died more than 50 years ago, and was then past 70. I never saw him. He was with Burns, crossing a moor m a thunderstorm, when Burns was inspired by ' Scots wha hae. ' o • i The Harriet of the narrative (Mrs. Smith's aunt) is also dead. Mrs. Smith never heard how the warning was given ; she believes that her grandfather never told anyone. following account of his experiences in connection with two friends. Of the first he says : — She had never been subject to visions or hallucinations, had no tendency to hysteria, and was gifted with great common-sense in practical matters. She was the wife of a physician, and mother of several children. But she had a psychological power which is in my experience unique, and between herself and any very intimate friend there was a mental sympathy almost amounting on her part to clairvoyance. Between her and myself there was especially a sympathy so distinct that I could generally, by excluding physical objects of attention, perceive her mental, sometimes physical, condition, and she on her part had generally a presentiment of my visits. She passed a great deal of her time at the house of a married daughter in Brooklyn, my residence being in New York. On one occasion, while staying at her daughter's, she was visited by what the Germans call the Doppel-gdnger of myself. Entering the room where she sat sewing at a window, looking out on the street, at an hour in the afternoon when she had no reason to expect a visit, she remarked at once, ' I knew you were coming for I saw you pass the window 10 minutes ago. You were looking just as you now look, and dressed in precisely the same manner. I waited for you to ring the bell, and when after some time no ring came, I said to myself