The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1895-01-12
TELEPATHY TALES.
,WD CHRISTIE MURRAY ON MIND
ACTING UPON MIND.

I ,vID CHRISTIE MURRAY ON MIND
ACTING UPON MIND.
the Novelist Believes That the Existence
of Telepathy Has Been Scientifically
Isstablished-His Curious Personal Ex-
periences.
A writer like David Christie Muir
ray, who has taken all life for the field
of his art as novelist and draws upon
rhe whole planet for his illustrations,
must have had rich experiences in the
domain which the Psychical Investiga-
ton society has chosen for its own. But
he does not overload his books with ma
terial of this kind, nor is his converse
tion much weighted with the burden of
things between heaven and earth that
we do not usually dream Of And yet
when prompted to do so he can speak
on these subjects not only with knowl-
edge, but also with eloquence He is fit-
ted to do this, first, by his fine mental
organization, for he has been psychical-
ly sensitive since boyhood, and next by
the many psychical experiences which
have fallen to his lot during a 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, but
no is convinced that beneath the ordina-
ry experiences of life, peroeptible 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 Oh 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 OIL to say:
"Here is case in point. My eldest
brother, who died in 1865, was at sea
as midshipman OH board merchant
vessel. He sailed under drunken cap
tain, who behaved to him with horrible
cruelty. He got the seeds of consump-
ti,n on that voyage. While he was at
sen 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 ill treating
poor Jack horribly
1.-The first officer, Mr.. Mundy, took
command of the ship when Captain
Gregory died in dclirium tremens 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 OH the day of the old
| mans death he had made all entry, be-
=caazse ne Intended to- >indict the captain
for his cruelty on their return to a Brit
ish port. What is most singular is that
when he came to work out the differ
ence of latitude he found the entry III
his private log and the time of the old
mans words conceded to moment.
There are thousands Of such instances
reported, and it seems to me quite idle
to dismiss them as mere coincidencos.
Coincidence has a very long arm indeed,
especially i'll drama and fiction. But
think it hardly reaches so far as that.
Mot very long, ago." Mr.. Murray
resumed, Il had a very curious personal
experience. Two people had been dining
with me-one very dear and intimate
personal friend, the other comparative
stranger. When they had left ME, dis
tinctly heard a personal conversation
within my own mind. I do not pretend
that the words would have been audible
to anybody else. That would be non-
sense. But heard it within my mind
and recognized the voices of the two
men. They discussed my own character
and the action had taken about u GER
tain matter at that time. The compare
tive stranger was critical and unfriend.
ly, and my old friend fought my cause
with great warmth. questioned him
afterward, and he assured me that such
conversation had taken place as he
and his convive had driven i'll tho car
riage to the club from my house. -
The novelist was hero asked whether
he had met with any cases Of the action
of dead OH living mind. He replied,
speaking in an impressive and reverent
tono of voice: II am profoundly convinc'
cd, though do not want to be regarded
as q madman, that after his death my
father assisted lne in my literary work.
For year or two was profoundly con
scious OF it, and wrote as il was alb
solutely under his eye. and with All as
surance Of his sympathy and aid that,
however conveyed, was absolute.
4 <''I had an allusion to this kind Of in
f1uence," Mr.. Murray continued, 'il
my book, Rainbow Gold.' There is {
dialogue there with a great strong mai
who has committed some dreadful crime
and is repenting of it. and the question
between tho takers is as to whethe,
there is any knowledge Of us Oh thu
mart of the dead. And old Armstrong, :
practical minded Scotchnlan, re,nark
that he cannot conceive Of the so"ls o
Burns and Shakespeare as spending thoi
j time in knocking devil knocks at the ia
! bles of noodles like a pair OF denente'
postmen. But, says he, you can fan
! lcy the spirit OF mother saying to th
master serapil, have been behaving
pretty well Of late, and would like t
4 90 back to Castle Barfield and hayo
d look at the lad / left behind me, = an'
y the master seraph says, Go to tho poo
creature, gol' And you feel her ,lea
you, and you say in tho blindness Q
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