MESSAGES FROM DEAD SOLDIERS.

Pukekohe & Waiuku Times, Volume 6, Issue 243, 19 January 1917, Page 2 (Supplement)

MESSAGES FROM DEAD SOLDIERS.

DO OUR BOYS STILL LIVE?

A REMARKABLE ARTICLE ON SPIRIT COMMU.NILATIONS BY MISS E. W. STEAD.

Is communication with those we call dead po.-sib.V? A few have proved to their own satisfaction that it is. Amongst these may lie counted scientists. men of letters, and others of rqua» distinction, and many whoso boys have passed on through the war. Some believe there is something in it, but have had no proof themselves; others think that any such belief is absurd, and others again do not think about it at all. But as all who read this articlo will be, sooner or later, on tho other side and spoken of as "dead" by those left here, it i<, at any rate, an interesting supposition. BEYOND THE VEIL. Suppose, therefore, that you find yourself on the other side. It is all different from what you expxted, and you want above everything to tell those loft behind that you are not dead as they think, or at all in tho sens'. 1 you expected, that your feelings of love towards them are just the same as before, and that ycu have met many whom you thought never to meet again. You are told by those around you that by conforming with certain conditions it is possible for you to communicate :with those still in the body. But. they explain, not all in the body possess the power to see you and to take your message, or are. as we call it, clairvoyant and elaina.udient. You are brought by those around you to someone possessing this power. Your mother, full of sorrow at your loss, lias perhasp met another mother who lias been brought into touch with her boy through this very person. She agrees to go to a meeting where this person : r, speaking and giving clairvoyance. You aire at the meeting awaiting her. and although she cannot see you you can see her. How are you going to prove to her through the medium that it is you and not a fiction of the medium's brain? THE POSITION DEFINED. This is the [lOMiion. You can see your mother, you can read her thoughts. Sh'e can neither see you, touch you, nor hear you speak. Whilst ycu are observing certain conditions the medium can see you and hear you speak, but it is something like hearing someone speak over a telephone, and he may not be able to catch your name, although he will be able to take your mess-age. You will not luave tho power to hold tho conditions necessary for long. What will you do? Will you hold a long discourse? Will you talk learned philosophy? Would that prove your identity? Would you not think cf all the things connected with your life whilst here, and select something characteristic, something that r.vill strike your mother as coming from you, something evidential, however quaint and trivial it may srteni to the ordinary listener? Perhaps, although you thing you have said or described something evidential, your mother does not seem c/onvinoed. You are told by those around you to show something which sho will recognise as belonging to you, about which the medium could know nothing. What would you show?

LOST OPPORTUNITIES. I have written tho above because this is what is happening every day. Tho Roll of Honour is long, many are passing on. M any are longing to get into touch with loved ones left behind. Some have been able to do so. Others are anxiously waiting till their loved ones give them the opportunity. Others, and these are perhaps the saddest cases, have had the opportunity; have conformed to the conditions; have been described by the medium; have given what they considered evidence which must prove the reality of their presence; have shown articies which they felt must b'e recognised—all to 110 purpose, the loved ones did not recognise them; the power was used up, and that opportunity lost. They must wait patiently for another. But many have been successful, and have proved to their loved ones that they arc not dead, but living and workins. 1 will now give a few instances of how soldiers killed on the battlefield have returned, have proved their identity, and have been recognised. The c-ise.; aro absolutely authentic, only the names are changed', but I have the real names and addresses by me.

PROMISE FULFILLED. Some tinnj before the war Peter M—was killed in a motor accident. Through Mr. Q , a well-known medium who who has >at for scientists and toured most of the countries of Europe, he was able to get into touch with hi* mother, who soon after found she had psychic power, and wa.s able to get messages frrm P. tor without the aid of a medium. Mrs. M is a lady of independent means, and since tno war, with the aid of her son, ki.s helped many 1:o have lost their loved ones to got :nto touch with them. AT A SKAXCK. Or.n day a lady wrote to Mr. Q a-king tor a seance. As she was not a spiritualist Mr. Q asked her who had suggested she should come i<. him. She replied. "A mutual friend, but 1 do not wish to give the name." At the seance Air. Q described a boy, and. amongst oilier things, said lie had '•are kmvs. "Yes. said the lady, "■vh.'ii ho we.s killed he was wearing shorts." She then asked il she had anything in her bag belonging to liiin. Tlie boy, who gave his name lorrcciiy ris Jimmy, told .Mr. () "\cs. something in leather, a purse, or a pocketbook." With a look of di> uppnui: ment tho Inly slid. "That is not what 1 want." "That may l>e so." said Mr. Q , "but have you anything of leather in your bag belonging to Jimtuvr" S!ie loked in her In.g. •Oh. yes-. I have hi-, pock* t-hook : it is bathe-; I brought i 4, to take notes." They cent[iiued talking. Suddenly Mr. (,•- — Mid. "lie says you have something < N,> i f his, a ring or a watch: it is a ua!'lie' V-s," s.n'd the lady, and I > i: i • e I out a large gold witch, ''lie t! "•> me," -aid Mr. 0 , "thnl_ the* watch w is niven to him by bis father end you on his twenty-first birthdav. that he wants it to «o someone who bears bis name, .someone of whom I ' was very fond, but who is at present too v. oiig tn value it. I!IS WKTHDAY PRESENT. "That is nerfe tly t'oie; h's f:'the" and I ;-nve him the watch <'n hj- fven(v.first birthday, and he wri.s verv fond el his little cousin Jimmy, who i- only

two years old.'' ''Can you tell me,'' sho askwl, "who brought Jimmy today: "1 am sorry 1 can't see anyone with him," Mr. Q replied. The s'. auee was finished. The lady was putting on her gloves prior to leaving when Mr. Q suddenly saw Peter smiling at him over Jimmy's shoulder, and said, "Now I know who brought your boy :it was Peter M ." The ladv was delighted, for it was Mrs. M who had suggested her going to 3ir. Q , and Peter had promised his mother he would bring Jinimv. BUNNY'S ALL RIGHT."

At a meeting of the Spiritual Alliance a. few weeks ;igo Mr. Q —— dosorilied a khaki boy recently killed. The description was recognised by n lady present." "I .see." said Mr. Q "a rabbit being held up; it iias something to do with this boy." The lady could not understand what the rabbit signified, and the matter was left. A few days later the lady attended a circle held by another medium when she received a communication from this same boy. who said, "Don't worry, mother, about Bunny; he is nil right." This referred to his brother, who is now 011 active service, and then she realised that the rabbit in tli first instance referred to this other ! oy, who l.ins had this nickname from early childhood. DEAR WEE MOTHER." I was visiting in the North a few nioncms ago and spoke a few words at the morning and evening meetings oi tlm 'local spiritualist society 011 the Sunday. A gentleman came in tho morning out of curiosity; something i siid impressed him, and he sent his daughter in the evening. She, too, was interested, and they there and then arranged to come to a seance to lie given by Mrs. Wriedt, the well-known directvoice medium, 011 the following Tuesday evening. My host, at whose house tho seance was held, did not know them. 1 did not know them, and Mrs. Wriedt did not know them. There were eleven sitters that evening. We had not sat long before ia< voico addressed Mr. D , the gentleman, and explained that it was Dr. M speaking, a doctor who. it r,ppearcct, Jiael attended Mr. D when a boy. He spoke of his grey horse and other things, which wero recognised by Mr. 1) . Then an old lady spoke with a broad Scotch accent, and said she was Mr. D 's grannie. Mr. I) asked if she had seen Dr. M . " I should think so," she replied. "I brought him." Then a voice said, "I am Reggie. I am so pleased to see you, father." Mr. D seemed overcome, and could not answer. But the sister said, "If you aro really Reggie you can tell me what you called mother." "Yos," he replied, "I called her D.W.M." (Dear Wee Mother), which was correct. They talked for a little about their home and mother, and private matters. Reggie »aid lie was glad lie was killed, not wounded. After tho seance ->u'. D came up to me and said. "It is aill so strange; I never thought this possible." He then told me it was something tlisit 1 had said on Sunday which made him come. "I do not know what to think, ' ho said, "but that was certainly my lw>y Reggie." Miss D told me she had no doubt it was Reggie who had spoken to them. Rogeie had been killed in France a few weeks before. DIRECT VOICE PHENOMENA. For those who do not know the phenomena of the duvet voice, I must explain that Mrs. Wriedt possesses somo subtle power which enables those 011 the other side to speak with their own voices without controlling the medium; although one cannot see those speaking the voices are heard most distinctly. Mrs. Wriedt remains quite normal, nnd does not go into trance; as often as not she is chatting with a sitter whilst the voices are speaking.