... was that of great excitement, and there was a peculiar contraction of the mouth, habitual to him when agitated. She saw him even to each minute particular of his dress, as distinctly as she had ever done in her life, and she remembers to have noticed... My Garden in the City of Gardens: A Memory - Page 168by Edith E. Cuthell - 1905 - 286 pagesFull view - About this book
| M. J. Williamson - Spiritualism - 1873 - 450 pages
...she had ever done in her life ; and she remembers to have noticed between his hands the white of the shirt bosom, unstained, however, with blood. The figure...thinks, as long as a minute, and then disappeared. " Next morning she related all this to her mother, expressing her conviction, though she had noticed... | |
| Bourchier Wrey Savile - Apparitions - 1874 - 306 pages
...his shirt bosom, unstained apparently with blood. The apparition seemed to bend forward as if in much pain, and to make an effort to speak; but there was no sound. It remained visible about sixty seconds, and then silently vanished away. The first idea of the poor bereaved wife was... | |
| Alfred Russel Wallace - London (England) - 1875 - 256 pages
...saw him, even to each minute particular of his dress, as distinctly as she had ever done in her life. The figure seemed to bend forward as if in pain, and...thinks, as long as a minute, and then disappeared. She did not sleep again that night. Next morning she related all this to her mother, expressing her... | |
| John Henry Ingram - Ghosts - 1884 - 390 pages
...done in her life ; and she remembers to have noticed between his hands the white of the shirt-bosom, unstained, however, with blood. The figure seemed...thinks, as long as a minute, and then disappeared. that the touch was real. Her little nephew was in bed with her ; she bent over the sleeping child and... | |
| John Henry Ingram - Ghosts - 1886 - 706 pages
...done in her life ; and she remembers to have noticed between his hands the white of the shirt-bosom, unstained, however, with blood. The figure seemed...she was actually awake. She rubbed her eyes with the sheeti and felt that the touch was real. Her little nephew was in bed with her; she bent over the sleeping... | |
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