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“It was about half an hour after midnight, the moon stood in the meridian, and shone bright upon the high road, which ran in a straight line across the forest. Except the sound of my horse’s hoof, all was silence around me. At one of the crossings of the road, all at once my steed startled, and then stood still. Somewhat frightened myself, with spur and bridle I excited him on; but in vain: the horse trembled and refused to proceed, and on my further forcing it to go on, rose on his hindlegs and nearly fell backwards, a thing quite unusual in this quiet animal. At last I saw the white form of a female crossing the road, and as it approached, I could not help, by her shape, demeanor, and easy, light step, recognizing Eliza. I felt felt my senses leaving me, and when I recovered them, the phantom had disappeared, and my steed had resumed its pace. But Eliza was not dead, for I met her that very day, and such must have been the affinity of our souls, that she manifested at a distance to the partner of her love. Our meeting, however, was, alas! but very transitory. Seized by a fever, and reduced to a sick bed, within four weeks of her apparition in spirit, that once blooming girl lay a corpse.” | “It was about half an hour after midnight, the moon stood in the meridian, and shone bright upon the high road, which ran in a straight line across the forest. Except the sound of my horse’s hoof, all was silence around me. At one of the crossings of the road, all at once my steed startled, and then stood still. Somewhat frightened myself, with spur and bridle I excited him on; but in vain: the horse trembled and refused to proceed, and on my further forcing it to go on, rose on his hindlegs and nearly fell backwards, a thing quite unusual in this quiet animal. At last I saw the white form of a female crossing the road, and as it approached, I could not help, by her shape, demeanor, and easy, light step, recognizing Eliza. I felt felt my senses leaving me, and when I recovered them, the phantom had disappeared, and my steed had resumed its pace. But Eliza was not dead, for I met her that very day, and such must have been the affinity of our souls, that she manifested at a distance to the partner of her love. Our meeting, however, was, alas! but very transitory. Seized by a fever, and reduced to a sick bed, within four weeks of her apparition in spirit, that once blooming girl lay a corpse.” | ||
<center>From the Boston Herald.</center> | |||
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| title = A | | title = A Noteworthy Seance By. Mrs. Thayer | ||
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| source title = | | source title = Spiritual Scientist | ||
| source details = | | source details = v. 3, No. 13, December 2, 1875, p. 154 | ||
| publication date = | | publication date = 1875-12-02 | ||
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A correspondent writes that he was present ... | {{Style S-Small capitals| A correspondent}} writes that he was present at a seance recently held by Mrs. Thayer, the flower-medium, at the house of a gentleman in Roxbury, without prearrangement or knowledge by any of the party or the medium that a seance was to be held. After a cup of tea, the lights were extinguished, and there fell upon the table instantaneously and before the lights were fully out, a large circular wreath of evergreen and flowers. Also within the space of a few minutes, two specimen of quartz rock with a large proportion of mica, a handful of beach sand, moist and salt as though just taken up from the shore and containing about a dozen small shells and several pebbles, several branches of tuberoses, two bunches of grapes (by request), two branches of a sumach tree, and a quaint-looking, antique table-knife, which was said to have been brought and again taken away at a sitting held some months previous. All this occurred in the space of a few minutes. | ||
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spiritual_scientist_v.03_n.22_1876-02-03.pdf|page=5|Spiritual Scientist, v. 3, No. 22, February 3, 1876, p. 257 | spiritual_scientist_v.03_n.22_1876-02-03.pdf|page=5|Spiritual Scientist, v. 3, No. 22, February 3, 1876, p. 257 | ||
spiritual_scientist_v.03_n.13_1875-12-02.pdf|page=12|Spiritual Scientist, v. 3, No. 13, December 2, 1875, p. 154 | |||
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