The Somerset reporter., 1894-12-17
TELEPATHY' TALES.
DAVID CHRISTIE MURRAY ON MIND
ACTING UPON MIND.

, Established-His Curious Personal E1-
perieuces.
| A writer like David Christie Muir
o hy, who has taken all life for the field
| Of his art as a novelist and draws upon
1 The whole planet for his illustrations,
must have had rich experiences in the
domain which the Psychical Investiga-
/ lion society has chosen for it's own. But
$ he does not overload his books with ma
torial of this kind, nor is his converse
! ton much weighted with the burden Of
3 things between heaven and earth that
1 we do not usually dream of. And yet
Chen prompted to do SO he can speak
2 bn these subjects not only with knowl-
hdge, but also with eloquence. He is fit
3 ted to do this. first, by his fine mental
organization, for he has been psychlcal-
ly sensitive since boyhood, and next by
t the many psychical experiences which
, have fallen to his lot during long,
active and adventurous life, lived among
: many people and many parts OF the
world He does not. of course, believe
In the alterations of "occultism, p" but
Ot Is tDIlAiutti tlab Dtl4flAlii Nb' pihii4'
~ experiences of life, perceptible to the
senses, there exist spiritual phenomena
which will repay investigation and
which science is only now beginning to
learn.
One day recently Mr. Murray talked
to Boston Herald man on the special
subject of telepathy, and after showing
from his own personal experiences how
mind may act upon mind at distance,
independently Of the ordinary means OF
, intercommunication he went on to say;
: "Here is a case in point. My eldest
brother, who died in 1865, was at sea
J as midshipman on board merchant
vessel. He sailed under a drunken cap
tain, who behaved to him with horrible
cruelty. He got the seeds of consump-
ton on that voyage. While he was at
sea my mother was nursing her uncle,
James Withers Marsh and in the very
hour of his death the old man, who had
been tenderly attached to my brother,
sat up and said aloud: Let tho lad
alone. Have you no bowels?' My mother
asked him what he was thinking Of, and
he Cried That captain is i'll treating
poor Jack horribly
1.-The first officer, a Mr.. Mundy, took
command of the ship when Captain
Gregory died in delirium tremons and
was buried at the Azores. Mundy
brought my brother home, and he was
told the story Of tho old mans dying
words. He produced his own notebook
and showed that on tho day of the old
mans death he had made an entry, be-
cause he intended to indict the captain
for his cruelty on their return to Brit
ish port. What is most singular is that
when he came to work out the differ
ence Of latitude no found the entry in
his private log and tho time Of the old
mans words conceded to moment
There are thousands of such instances
reported, aid it seems to me quito Idle
to dismiss them as nero coincldences.
Coincidence has a very long arm indeed,
especially in drama and fiction. But l
think it hardly reaches SO far as that.
"Not very long ago." Mr.. Murray
resumed, ~ had very curious personal
experience. wopeoplo had been dining
with me-one very dear and intimate
personal friend, the other comparative
stranger. When they had left me, dis
tinctly heard personal conversation
within my own mind. do not pretend
that tho words would have been audible
to anybody else That would be nom
sense. But heard it within my mind
and recognized tho voices of tho two
men. They discussed my own character
and the action had taken about GER
tain matter at that time. The compare
tive stranger was critical and unfriend.
", and my old friend fought my cause
with great warmth. | questioned him
afterward, and he assured me that such
q conversation had taken place as he
and his convive had driven i'll the car
riage to the club from my house. "
The novelist was here asked whether
he had met with any cases of the action
of dead on u living mind He replied,
speaking in an impressive and reverent
tone of voice: II am profoundly convino-
ed, though | donot want to be regarded
as q mailman, that after his death my
father assisted me in my literary work.
For year or two was profoundly con-
scious of il, and wrote as if was alb
} solutely under his eye, and with an as
surance of his sympathy and aid that,
however conveyed, was absolute.
81 had an allusion to this kind of in
fluence," Mr.. Murray continued, in
: my book, Rainbow Gold. There is a
dialogue there with great strong man
who has committed some dreadful crime
, and is reporting of it, and the question
between the takers is IA to whether
there is any knowledge Of us on the
part of the dead And old Armstrong, a
practical minded Scotchman, remarks
that he cannot conceive of the souls OF
. BurSs and Shakespeare rs spending their
time in knocking devil knocks at the ia
bles of noodles like pair OF demented
Z postmen. But, says he. You can fan
cy the spirit Of mother saying to the
master seraph, ~ have been behaving
pretty we'll of late, and l would like to
90 back to Castle Barfeld and have a
look at the lad left behind me, y and
the master seraph says, go to the poor
creature, gol' And you feel her neal
you, and you say in the blindness Of
your mind, Nerves +" And you try tc
; chase your poor old mothers soul away
, from you with decoction Of Peruvian
park.
why Children Hang Their Stockings.
The custom of hanging stockings on