Connecticut western news., 1910-03-03
An lnterpositiion By SARAH C. RlKER Copyright, 1910, by American Press
 Association.

There are persons who are always having either dreams that contain rev citations or see apparitions or are con- scious of something about to happen that does happen. l have no conf dence in these people. If l believed in them it would argue that in their makeup there is something especially amenaDle to some hidden law. But my own experience disprOves this. l have had manifestation-I know of no better name for it-of more eOnse- quence than any of these of which have heard, yet l have had but one in all my life.
 And this experience of mine, having come but once to me, in addition to indicating that my being is not un- usually susceptible to such influences, points to the fact that others, either living or dead, do interfere at times in the current of our lives.
 But it is not my intention to deliver a lecture. l propose to tell a story. am a bachelor live at club, associ- ate almost entirely with men and have no thought of marriage, and I may state here that l never expect to be married. do expect, however, in an- other existence to be psychically unit ed with one who will be to me my other self
 l was travelling and had been travel ing for several days with but few and rather short stops. The season was summer, the time of day evening. My conveyance was a railroad train. l was sitting by an open window, look ing out upon the fields flying by to the music of the car wheels dropping from the end of one rail and jumping on to another. A favorite occupation of mine on train has always been to imagine some one swimming along be- side the train through the fields of grain that often line the track. On this occasion we were passing nu- merOus such fields, and my image of fancy was swimming along Justify. But as the twilight faded and objects were lost to view, lulled by the rattle of the train, dropped asleep.
 When I awakened a train was be- side the one I was on, moving in the same direction and going at the same rate of speed Indeed, so exactly alike was the velocity of the two trains that I could see no gain or loss whatever to the train beside me. The window sashes of both trains were raised, and I could see the people of the other train, some reading, some lounging, some talking together.
 But my attention was fixed on lady who sat at the window opposite me. Her sash was up as we'll as mine, so that there was no obstacle, either transparent or opaque, between us. The distance between her and me suppose was about three feet. Sne was looking at me with an expression on her face. especially in her eyes, that I never saw in any one before and have never seen since, but I can't describe it. While I looked she spoke to me.
 Leave the train at the next station and follow me-" she said.
 She put out her hand, but before could grasp it the two trains separat- ed, and in another moment the one in which the lady sat seemed to enter a tunnel, while mine went on in the open.
 So wildly impressed was l that when a few minutes later we slowed up l took my grip and when the train stopped at a station 1 stepped out After a moments delay it went on and left me standing on the platform in a very singular mental condition.
 "Will another train be along soonT I asked of a station man.
 From the west?"
 "No; from the east"
 "No train from the east for four hours"
 I was puzzled. I had been coming eastward.
 ''Is this track double beyond the sta tion?" l asked presently.
 'No double track on this line"
 "What?"
 Single track from here both ways all the way to the terminals"
 An uncanny feeling came over me. I had seen q train on a track beside me, talked with woman on that train and had obeyed her instructions. As soon as I could recover myself I walk cd in a half daZed condition into the station and sat down. l remember nothing but a clicking of a telegraph Instrument. How long 1 sat there don't know, but when I came to my usual consciousness it was at hearing the telegraph operator cry out to man outside:
 Great heavens! No. g has been wrecked on the bridge above! Bridge let the whole train down, with terri ble loss of lifew
 Here was more to intensity that feel ing of awe that had taken possession of me. A phantom woman on phantom train had warned me of a real railroad accident in which I should probably have been killed.
 From that day to this 1 have treas ured an image in my heart-the woman real, spiritual or creation of my own brain. I have theory of who she is or was. When 1 was a child l played with little girl who died. Did I dis cern anything in the features of the