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Mr. Knowles has told the story accurately; and having told him only once, I am surprised that he should have been so faithful in his narrative. I have not seen or heard of the person for many years, and know not the least where to find him. I am very sorry I cannot help you any further. The name of the man who was killed was Cooke, or Cook. Mr. Woolner has given us the name of his informant, but desires that it may not be published. We have tried to trace him without success. Mr. Woolner says : I believe he was perfectly sincere when he told me the story in or about 1850 ; and adds that the incident occurred some time between 1842 and 1846. Of the three hupressions in the following account two were connected at the moment with a particular individual. The three, though each alone might easily have been accidental, are worth presenting as having occurred in the experience of a single person ; and they find their most convenient place here, though two of them seem to have been of the borderland class. In the second case, the narrator's experience followed the death (she thinks) by perhaps a day or two ; nor can she be certain that the coincidence in the first case was closer than this, though it may have been closer. (392) Miss Loveday, of Arlescote, Banbury, enclosed to us, on February 14, 1884, the following letter from her sister, who desires that her own name should not be published. In conversation she described herself as a matter-of-fact person ; and she is certain that she has never on other occasions had impressions at all resembling those described. I have had three different intimations of death — ^on Uncle William's death, on Henry H.'s [a brother-in-law's] death, and on B.'s. The two first were more sensations than anything else. It is a thing hardly to be described. It is like nothing else. Not alarming ; rather like one's idea of the severance of nerves ; of something cut off, that is, and lost to your11.] IDEAL, EMOTIONAL, AND MOTOR CASES. 373 self, of a want, a something gone from you. On the occasion of Henry's death, I did not know who was gone. I was away in Germany ; but I awoke with the sensation, and I told my children, ' I have had that feeling that I have had before on the loss of a relation. I do not know who is gone ; but someone seems gone ; perhaps it is Aunt Edward.' Then in a day or so came the news of Henry's death. [The narrator was warmly attached to both her uncle and her brother-in-law.] The last occasion {i.e., of B.'s death) it was the most distinct of all. [Miss