the clothes worn by them; to all of which facts he assented, except as to the presence of Miss M. O’D——.  Mrs. Murnane adds, “That is all I can say in the matter, but most certainly the fourth person was in the group, as I both saw and heard her.  She wore the same clothes I had seen on her previously, with the exception of the hat; but the following Saturday she had on the same coloured hat I had seen on her the previous Saturday.  When I told her about it she was as much mystified as I was and am.  My brother stated that there was no laugh from any of the three present.”

Mrs. G. Kelly sends an experience of a “wraith,” which seems in some mysterious way to have been conjured up in her mind by the description she had heard, and then externalised.  She writes:  “About four years ago a musical friend of ours was staying in the house.  He and my husband were playing and singing Dvorak’s Spectre’s Bride, a work which he had studied with the composer himself.  This music appealed very much to both, and they were excited and enthusiastic over it.  Our friend was giving many personal reminiscences of Dvorak, and his method of explaining the way he wanted his work done.  I was sitting by, an interested listener, for some time.  On getting up at last, and going into the drawing-room, I was startled and somewhat frightened to find a man standing there in a shadowy part of the room.  I saw him distinctly, and could describe his appearance accurately.  I called out, and the two men ran in, but as the apparition only lasted for a second, they were too late.  I described the man whom I had seen, whereupon our friend exclaimed, ’Why, that was Dvorak himself!’ At that time I had never seen a picture of Dvorak, but when our friend returned to London he sent me one which I recognised as the likeness of the man whom I had seen in our drawing-room.”

A curious vision, a case of second sight, in which a quite unimportant event, previously unknown, was revealed, is sent by the percipient, who is a lady well known to both the compilers, and a life-long friend of one of them.  She says:  “Last summer I sent a cow to the fair of Limerick, a distance of about thirteen miles, and the men who took her there the day before the fair left her in a paddock for the night close to Limerick city.  I awoke up very early next morning, and was fully awake when I saw (not with my ordinary eyesight, but apparently inside my head) a light, an intensely brilliant light, and in it I saw the back gate being opened by a red-haired woman and the cow I had supposed in the fair walking through the gate.  I then knew that the cow must be home, and going to the yard later on I was met by the wife of the man who was in charge in a great state of excitement.  ‘Oh law!  Miss,’ she exclaimed, ’you’ll be mad!  Didn’t Julia [a red-haired woman] find the cow outside the lodge gate as she was going out at 4 o’clock to the milking!’ That’s my tale—­perfectly true, and I would give a good deal to be able to control that light, and see more if I could.”