STORIES OF DREAMS.

Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume I, Issue 66, 28 February 1911, Page 11

STORIES OF DREAMS.

IMPRESSIVE INSTANCES OF PREMONITION. The dream of the passenger on the steamer Waratah, related at the recent inquiry, momentarily revived interest in the question of the value of premonitions. From an article on the subject in the “Occult Review,” by Paulina Fayne, we quote the two stories which follow:—

“One morning I was standing at my sitting room window, idly looking out on the lawn, the garden gate opening close by on to a, counI try road. Without any train of j thought leading up to it, I suddenly began to think of a person who lived some distance away, whom I had not seen for years, and certainly had not thought of in any way for twelve .months at least. My mind continued occupied with Mrs. M , till hearing the click of the gate, I looked round, and there was the identical person enj tering ' I was glad to see her, and ' then in the course of conversation • she told me she had dreamed more i than once of late that I was leav- ■ ing my pretty country home, and khat my lawn was occupied by the ' auctioneer and buyers of my effects ! (which actually was, the case a few

months later). Here were promonitions on her part and mine.” The following was related to me more than once by a gentleman of education and position, whose veracity was unimpeachable. He had been happily married some five or

siv years, and both he and his wife enjoyed fair health, till one day, not feeling very well, his wife kept to her room and had a fire, as the weather was cold. It was thought to be some trivial ailment, which would duly pass off as usual, and a night or two later her husband, having sat reading to her till rather a late hour, finding she had fallen asleep, went down to see to the fastenings, etc., after the servants had retired, according to his habit. He had scarcely reached the foot of the stairs when he heard his wife calling to him in agonising tones: “Edward, Edward.” He hurried back, full of alarm, but to his astonishment found her still sleeping peacefully. So he went down again, when, exactly the same thing recurred. He returned, and this time found her awake. She said she had not called or spoken at all, nor had she heard anyone else do so, and laughingly rallying him on his “fancies” soon after went to sleep again. But he, being a North Countryman, saw a sinister warning in the incident, which was justified only too soon. The next morning grave symptoms appeared, and a doctor being summoned at once declared her condition was serious. She rapidly grew worse, and expired at night, at the same time as that at which.

twenty-four hours before —half-past eleven—he had heard her call. This incident has, ever since, colored his life with superstitious fears.