PREFACE, 33 at 7.45 p.m.,a fact which astrologers will be glad to have. As a child he was delicate; and, like many other children before the darkness of our prison house descends upon them, he was accustomed to see forms moving around him, which grown-ups declared did not exist. His last experience of that kind in childhood was a vision which he had of his father. Vin- cent Turvey was singing in church as a choir boy, when he suddenly saw the apparition of his father. Some weeks afterwards he was told that his father had died at the very time, and at a place 300 miles away. Vincent was ten years old when, for some years, the vision- ary faculty left him. In 1883 he was sent to school in Bedfordshire. He was a wiry, athletic, school boy, with the temperament of quicksilver, and a physique as tough and as spare as a wire nail, In 1890 he left school, and studied engineer- ing with a view to entering the navy. During the next five years he worked hard at his pro- fession, but he toiled still harder as a cyclist. He was “cycle-mad”—crazy for breaking records. As a member of the North Road Club he entered for fifty-mile road races, and very nearly succeeded in breaking the record. To ride from London to York in twenty hours