steadily upon my friend, and presently Miss Angus, who had already seen two cloudy visions of faces and people, called out, “Now I see a man on a horse most distinctly; he is dressed most queerly, and glitters all over—­why, it’s a soldier! a soldier in uniform, but it’s not an officer.”  My excitement on hearing this was so great that I ceased to concentrate my attention upon the thought of my friend, and the vision faded away and could not afterwards be recalled.—­December 2, 1897.’

The witness gives the name of the trooper, whom he had befriended in a severe illness.  Miss Angus’s own account follows:  she had told me the story in June 1897.

’Shortly after I became the happy possessor of a “crystal” I managed to convert several very decided “sceptics,” and I will here give a short account of my experiences with two or three of them.

’One was with a Mr. ——­, who was so determined to baffle me, he said he would think of a friend it would not be possible for me to describe!

’I had only met Mr. ——­ the day before, and knew utmost nothing about him or his personal friends.

’I took up the ball, which immediately became misty, and out of this mist gradually a crowd of people appeared, but too indistinctly for me to recognise anyone, until suddenly a man on horseback came galloping along.  I remember saying, “I can’t describe what he is like, but he is dressed in a very queer way—­in something so bright that the sun shining on him quite dazzles me, and I cannot make him out!” As he came nearer I exclaimed.  “Why, it’s a soldier in shining armour, but it’s not an officer, only a soldier!” Two friends who were in the room said Mr. ——­’s excitement was intense, and my attention was drawn from the ball by hearing him call out, “It’s wonderful! it’s perfectly true!  I was thinking of a young boy, a son of a crofter, in whom I am deeply interested, and who is a trooper in the ——­ in London, which would account for the crowd of people round him in the street!"’

The next case is given, first in the version of the lady who was unconsciously scried for, and next in that of Miss Angus.  The other lady writes: 

’V.—­I met Miss A. for the first time in a friend’s house in the south of England, and one evening mention was made of a crystal ball, and our hostess asked Miss A. to look in it, and, if possible, tell her what was happening to a friend of hers.  Miss A. took the crystal, and our hostess put her hand on Miss A.’s forehead to “will her.”  I, not believing in this, took up a book and went to the other side of the room.  I was suddenly very much startled to hear Miss A., in quite an agitated way, describe a scene that had most certainly been very often in my thoughts, but of which I had never mentioned a word, She accurately described a race-course in Scotland, and an accident which happened to a friend of mine only a week or two before, and she was evidently going through the same doubt and anxiety that I did at the time as to whether he was actually killed or only very much hurt.  It really was a most wonderful revelation to me, as it was the very first time I had seen a crystal.  Our hostess, of course, was very much annoyed that she had not been able to influence Miss A., while I, who had appeared so very indifferent, should have affected her.—­November 28, 1897.’