An account

December 26th, 1885. My uncle by marriage, Colonel Macdonald, was subject to frequent hallucinations, when sitting up late reading, and working at some improvements in fortification and Semaphore telegraphy, which he thought would be of value. The hallucinations were wholly visual, I understood, not aural ; though he used to be heard hailing them, and what he called ' conversing ' ; yet the conversation was in his usual style of pure monologue. He was always quite sane — as have been all his children and grandchildren. His son, Charles, was a civilian in the E.I.C. Service, and, whilst a student at Haileybury Here, it will be seen, the two percipients were widely separated, which excludes the idea of joint illusion or of verbal suggestion ; and the case forms a parallel, among sensory phantasms, to that given in Yol. I., p. 240, where the common experience was of an ideal and emotional kind. In the next example the percipients, though near together, were not actually in one another's company. The case is of special interest, inasmuch as the two percepts were slightly different, — the figure being seen by one observer with a hat on, and by the other without, and the difference corresponding with the associations natural to each in their respective positions. A clergyman writing to us from Lincoln, on April 29th, 1885, describes an afternoon call of the preceding January. (319) I was ushered into the drawing-room, and was asked to take a low arm-chair in the middle of the room ; but I preferred sitting on a couch drawn up at right angles to the side of the fireplace, where I could command a view, through the window, of the garden. Facing me, with her back to this window, sat one lady ; to my left, seated not far from the arm-chair mentioned, was another lady, fronting the hearth. While we sat chatting upon the subject of my visit, an old man, of somewhat sad appearance, dressed in a dark blue over-coat — somewhat shabby — and with a flat-topped felt hat, and remarkable for a white beard, passed the window ; and immediately after the front door bell rang. The lady of the house was expecting a visit from some lady friend, and remarked ' This must be .' I said, ' No, it's an old man with a white beard.' At which both ladies present expressed surprise, and began wondering who it could be. Just then the door of the room opened, and in walked a wellknown local practitioner. As soon as he had shaken hands all round, the lady of the house said, ' But where is the old man with the white beard ? ' To which the doctor rep