The Society For Psychical Research Its Rise Progress A Sketch Of Its Work

Author : Edward T. Bennett
Publisher : Forgotten Books
ISBN 13 : 9780260227294
Total Pages : 68 pages
Book Rating : 4.2/5 (272 download)

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Download or read book The Society for Psychical Research, Its Rise Progress a Sketch of Its Work written by Edward T. Bennett and published by Forgotten Books. This book was released on 2017-12 with total page 68 pages. Available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Book excerpt: Excerpt from The Society for Psychical Research, Its Rise Progress a Sketch of Its Work: With Facsimile Illustrations of Three Pairs of the Thought-Transference Drawings Case VI. - Abstract of a communication from the Rev. R. H. Killick, Great Smeaton Rectory, Northallerton. - A much loved little daughter was at home. I was in Paris. One Sunday afternoon all at once I seemed to hear a voice say, Etta has fallen into the pond. I tried to banish the thought, but in vain. At night I went to bed, but not to sleep. (it was before the days of telegraphs). In course of time I had letters saying all were well. I finished my journey and never spoke of my foolish nervous ness. Some months afterwards I was at a dinner party, and the hostess said, What did you say about Etta when you heard? Heard what I said. Oh! Said the lady, Havel let out a secret? I said, I don't leave till I learn. She said, Don't get me into trouble, but I mean about her falling into the pond. What pond? Your pond, When? While you were abroad, I hastened home, sought our governess and enquired what it all meant. She said, Oh, how cruel to tell you now it's all over? Well, one Sunday afternoon we were walking by the pond and Theodore said, Etta, it's so funny to walk with your eyes shut.' So she tried, and fell into the water. I heard a scream, and looked round and saw Etta's head come up, and I ran and seized her and pulled her out. Oh it was so dreadful! And then I carried her up to her mamma, and she was put to bed, and soon got all right. I enquired the day. It was the very Sunday I was in Paris, and had this dreadful conviction. I asked the hour. About 4 o'clock The very time, also, that the unwelcome thought plunged into my mind. 1 said, Then it was revealed to me in Paris the instant it happened and. For the first time, I told her of my sad experience in Paris on that Sunday afternoon. I had ten children at home at the time? About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.