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THE BEGINNINGS OF SEERSHIP

Vincent N. Turvey

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“SPIRIT” VISITANTS. Irs
my dark, piercing eyes—my white duck suit and big sun hat.”
‘*No,” I said, “ I’m not going ‘to shout your description out.’ Who are you? Who do you come for? How do I know you're not hoax- ing me?”
“Look here, young man, never you mind who I come for. I’m a funny looking card, and there're only two persons in this town who could recognize me, You just say you saw me, and they'll quickly recognize me—there can be no ‘mix up’ with anybody else.”
I took a good look at him; he certainly was a ‘‘character”—once seen never forgotten. After a moment or two he said—
“See here, if there zs any doubt at all, just to clinch up things a bit, tell the lady who recognizes me that the last time we met we had a bit of a row. It was like this. I saw her come galloping on horseback across my grounds, jumping my fences like a mad woman. She came straight up to the gate I was near, and I shut it in her face. She didn’t say a word, but had the cheek to jump it and ride away. Iwasa bit wild and ‘ waited’ for her. When she returned she explained things to me and we made it all square.” I decided to give the description and incident on the Sunday
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