The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-11-13
A BRIGHT PHANTOM.

| In the Form of = Star 1t Rema aimed II Q
Room All Night and Then Vanished.
| In the first place | wish to state that
am not a spiritualist, theosophist or any.
thing of the sort, but all my life long
have been strangely susceptible to thought
and have had many strange experiences,
but none as prolonged as this one.
About a year ago was visiting friend
| in Denver, who was much interested in
| physical culture. Every evening we went
through the prescribed contortions prior to
retiring This was about O'Clock. My
] friend had stopped to put her little girl to
bed, and as the child slept with ne we
we're all three in the room. lay down
scross the foot of the bed and was playing
with the child when l suddenly seemed
lmpelled to look up. There in the corner Of
The room l saw a bright star, though its
color was more like an electric spark than
any of the stars of heaven.
As looked | was possessed of the feel
ing that the star was looking right at me.
/ turned to find some natural cause to
which to attribute it. | first thought it
must be reflection from out of doors, but
as the only windows opened out on very
narrow court, with a huge brick wall not
two feet from them, | was forced to look
for another reason. But found none. A
star in ones room is not so easily account
ed for. | asked my friend to look at it,
but she saw nothing, though to me it still
was clear. People do not like TO be laughed
at for their hallucinatiOns, even if they are
laughable, and this one was not. | was
filled with wonderment when it remained
poised in the half dark room, about Two
feet from the ceiling, looking at me.
1t seemed placed there for me and me
alone. 1t seemed to have an expression as
of a friend who after absence sees and
recognizes you, but whom you do not re-
member Reproachful yet questioning, /
arose from my half sitting posture, dis
robed, and turning the bed to face the star.
lay down, but not to sleep.
Generally when | am wakeful get in
tensely nervous in the attempt TO lose my
self, or frequently get up and walk, read
or write. But that night | felt only rest
full. Though much perplexed | was not at
all frightened. The night seemed strange
ly short, and at times fantastic some
things, CLEANS of unexplainable origin
and nature, passed through my mind /
have no distinct remem brance of them,
and had not at the time. About O'Clock
in the morning the child asked me for a
drink of water. | got up and gave it to
her. and still the star remained. When
lay down again had the strangest part Of
the experience, A profile of a head, with
wavy hair done up in Greek knot, out
lined itself something like magic lantern
reflection. The features gradually assumed
an exact resem blance to my own; the hair
was identical
Behind the head was mass of gold and
green, undefnable at first, but quickly it
changed, as does a kaleidoscope. Now it
was landscape such as one dreams Of or
reads of in descriptions of Italy. While
was wondering what all this meant tiny
white hand, with no rings pointed to that
my profile l tried to divine the signih-
canoe of the movement, all the time
strangely calm. | shut and opened my
eyes and moved my hands to be sure was
awake. looked for my star. 1t had van
ished, but the vision was still very vivid.
What was the lesson to me2 was sure
there was one. \ sweet sense of peace
stole over me, and saw that self stood be-
tween me and all good. Then the vision
vanished
l told my friend, and she laughed, as IN
doubtedly you viii laugh. but nevertheless 1
it is true.-Interview ia Chicago News.