Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1872-08-16

Lord Brougham, in his recently pub
lIshed autobiOgraph, gives an account
of q trip he made to Norway, and relates
how, on a cold day in Norway, he ar
rived at a hotel which had the unusual
luxury Of bathroom. He says: ''Tired
with the cold of yesterday, / was
glad to take advantage of q hot bath be-
fore / turned in. And here a most re-
markable thing happened to me-sO re-
markable that I must tell the story from
the beginning. After 1 left the high
school, l went with C., my most in
innate friend, to attend the classes in
the university. There was no divinity
class, but we frequently, in our walks,
discussed and speculated upon many
grave subjects, among others, the i'm
mortality of the soul, and on a future
state. This question, and the possibility,
| will not say of ghosts walking, but of
the dead appearing to the living, were
subjects of much speculation; and we
actually committed the folly of drawing
up an agreement, written with our blood,
that whichever of us died first should ap-
pear to the other, and solve the doubts
we had entertained.
| had taken, as I have said, a warm
bath; and while lying in it and enjoying
the comfort of the heat after the late
freezing / had undergone, / turned my
head around, looking toward the chair
on which / had deposited my clothes,
as l was about to get up out of the bath.
On the chair sat c., looking calmly
at mel How l got out of the bath, /
know not, but on recovering my senses
l found myself sprawling on the floor.
The apparitiOn, or whatever it was that
had taken the likeness Of c., had
disappeared. The vision had produced
such a shock that l had no inclination
to talk about it, or tospeak about it even
to Stuart, but the impression it made
upon me was too vivid to be easily for
gotten, and so strongly was 1 affected
by it that / have here written down the
whole history, with the date, nineteenth
December, and all the particulars, as
they are now fresh before me. No doubt
l had fallen asleep; and that the appear
ance presented so distinctly was adream,
| cannot for a moment doubt; yet for
years 1 had had no communication with
C., nor had there been anything to
recall him to my memory; nothing had
taken place during our Swedish travels,
either connected with G., or with
India, or with anything relating to him,
or to any member of his family. 1 re-
collected quickly enough our discussion
and the bargain we had made. l could
not discharge from my mind the i'm
preston that G., must have died,
and that his appearance to me was to be
received by me as a proof of a future
state; yet all the while L felt convinced
that the whole was a dream; and so
painfully vivid and so unfaiding was the
impression, that I could not bring my
self to tell Of it, or make the slightest
allusion to it. I finished dressing, and,
as we had agreed to make an early start,
l was ready at six o'clock, the hour of
u early breakfast.
BROUGHAM, October Is, 1857 Just
have been copying out for my journal
the account of the strange dream. Ger
tSsiB1G morris image. And now to
finish the story, begun about sixty years
since. Soon after my return to Edin-
burg, there arrived a letter from India
announcing G-'s death, and stating
that he had died on the nineteenth of
December.