never had any “experience” other than subjective sympathy with the psychic impressions of others, or a consciousness, such as he described on his arrival here, of an atmosphere other than normal. (This last has been of frequent occurrence, and seems to have been always veridical.)

The sole experience of any kind on this occasion was my own.  Mr.  “Endell,” by way of reproducing the conditions of former occupants of the room, threw himself on the bed about twenty minutes to 2 A.M.  Soon after he was seized by audible and visible shivers.  We did not speak till he uttered some forcible ejaculation of complaint, when, looking towards him, I saw a hand holding a brown (probably wooden) crucifix, as by a person standing at the foot of the bed.  He immediately said, “Now I’m better,” or words to that effect.

We persisted in silence till perhaps 2.30, when we agreed to separate, and while we were having some refreshment over the fire, I told Miss Moore and Mr.  “Endell” what I had seen. (Cf. under date February 25, p. 132.)

   March 3rd, Wednesday.—­Mrs. W——­ left.

   This afternoon we had a call from Mrs. S——­ and her daughter. 
   The Colonel, Miss Moore, and I were in the room.

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   March 4th, Thursday.—­Mr.  “Endell” left.

   Heavy snowstorm.

March 5th, Friday.—­Last night I was in bed and asleep before Miss Moore came in from her dressing-room.  She did not light the candle for fear of waking me, but, while sitting by the fire reading, she heard the pattering noise just behind her, in the same place where we have heard it and the fall before, though never till then at night.  It only lasted a few minutes, but there was apparently nothing to account for it, though of course she took every possible means to discover its cause.

Mrs. B. C——­ left to-day.  Miss Moore happened to mention at breakfast that the upper housemaid had told her that the maids had twice again on the last two nights heard the sound of monotonous reading, once as late as 2 A.M.

The theoretical hour for Mattins is midnight, which, however, is only observed in practice in certain very rigid monasteries; in others it begins at two.  But it is easily conceivable that a priest, if wakeful at that time, would select it in preference to another.

Mrs. B. C——­ at once said that she also had heard precisely that sound each night, and had spoken of it to her maid, and, like the servants, had concluded that Miss Moore was reading to me, although it was as late as twelve o’clock.  She had also heard a bang on a door close to her own, but had supposed it was a late comer, possibly one of the gentlemen from the smoking-room, and had not been disturbed.  She