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the crow flies from my own home. I have even convinced her that astral projection is possible, for she has seen me projected into her room. She is at the present time, in fact, a very close friend of mine, and is the young lady with whom I have since tried so many experiments." OLIVER FOX Mr. Oliver Fox has proved himself the most determined investigator of etheric projection, and this is the more to his credit since his difficulties have been exceptional and his outings not always a success. He has tried a variety of expedients, has carefully analysed them all, and has left us little to learn so far as methods of exit are concerned. It is harrowing to read of his exigencies and alarms, and to know that another, with none of his knowledge, merely turns over in his sleep and is gone. Mr. Fox is doubtless one of those who might never have become a projector had he been more robust. "As a cMd," he writes, "I progressed from illness to illness—in truth the first words I can remember hearing are, 'It's the croup again'—and life was often temporarily arrested for me by monotonous spells of bed.... Yes, I was certainly delicate and highly strung." He was a dreamer, and was afraid of dreaming. He had two recurring nightmares; one where he saw the Double of his mother, and the other in which there was a never-ending piling up of things, from coal to threepenny pieces, which induced an awful sense of inevitability and helplessness. (The only nightmare which haunted my childhood was of a vast book, the leaves of which one turned frantically, though knowing they would never come to an end. I think one's horror lay in the