The new enterprise., 1902-04-03
DYING VISION AND CRY
TALES OF TELEPATHY FROM A
CANADIAN LUMBER CAMP.

HoheId His Fathers Death-The Othef
"a said 20 Have Been Heard by His
Sweetheart, 800 Miles Away
Believers in what is occult or the
telepathic will perhaps find no dlin-
Guilty in accounting for the following
occurrences ia a Gatineau (Canaua)
numbering shanty. Ordinary mortals
Of conservative ideas find 1t not easy
10 explain them. The facts are youched
for by n clergyman.
A party OF lumbermen were engaged
in piling logs on Christmas Eve. fhey
made the piles unusually high. Inc
teamsters expostulAted with the log
rollers for doing so because Of the
danger to the lumbcrmen, IL their can't
hooks should slip while they were roll
ing the heavy logs TO such an elevation
Joseph Gingras, a young trench-
Canadian, had just made some jesiing
reDly when his foot slipped, and the
forty-lnch thirtcen-foOt log slid down
upon his shoulders and rolled over
him to the ground. His companions
carried him to the shanty where he
was Immediately put to bed, and made
as comfortable us possible.
As night came on he fell into kind
Of stupor. From Ibis he awakened in
a high fever, talking about his father
Il knew you would come, was sure
Of it, father mine. You had better
hurry, step along, come quick, my
father" he kept calling.
After a time he went on Keep away
from that rollway, don't rest there,
get away from the logs" And then in
greatest excitement There! just what
l told you! Oh, he's killed, he's killed! l
know it. Mon Dieu, II est mort"
With that a quantity of blood gushed
from his mouth and he fell back in
the rigor Of fast approaching death.
There was just one last sobbing cry,
heard above the ltany Of his comrades
rs they knelt around him in the old
habitant fashion, Marie, oh Mariev
and he had gone.
Perhaps It was natural on Christmas
Day thar some OF the men.should make
their way to the pile of logs, the scene
Of the accident OF the preceding day.
But they were quite unDrepared for
what they found there,
During the night several OF the logs
had bulged out Of their places in the
heap and rolled down to the roadway.
And underneath them, crushed into
the snow and Of course stone dead,
was an elderly man and nearby q little
valise be had apparently set down
while resting on the pile.
The body was carried to the shanty
and laid in the next bunk to that occu-
pied by Joseph Gingras's body In
trying to learn the mans identity the
lumbermcn discovered in one Of his
pockets this letter written by Joseph
Gingras:
"My Dear Papa:-All goes well 50
fer and We are now settled for the
winter near Catfish Lake. You must
know the place, just near the Tomas
sine portage road, three OF four miles
north Of the lake, But yet do not
know why stay unless it be to forget
all about Marie and her devilries. For
the work / like not and Israel is not
here after all, No matter; the good
God viii not let him escape for what
he has done to me with his lying
tongue.
And me? My father, you must do
just this one thing for me Come to
NE here. Come for the Noel sure.
Maybe you will see me never more IL
you come not now, / did wrong to
leave you, to persuade you not to come
with me as before. Sure, sure, come
for the Noel. Your affectionata one,
JOSEPH"
So 1t was father and son, killed with
in a few hours OF each other, at the
same spot, who were lying in neighbor-
ing bertls in the same shanty in the
stiffness OF death at the Noel or Christ
mastide.
just two days later the clerk of the
shanty and one OF the teamsters were
in the office awaiting their turn to re-
port to the local manager OF their en-
ployers' firm at River Desert, when
they heard a voluble showily clothed
woman asking for the address to the
shanty where Joseph Gingras was en-
plOyed.
Her sleigh was outside and she was
distracted until she could reach that
place. Monsieur would believe her, for
truly yes, truly, she had been told in a
vision Of the night and in her own
soul she felt that she was wanted.
Two days before had she heard her
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