O. J. L.--It must have been a great experience for you. I hadn't looked for it, I hadn't hoped for it, but it was granted. O. J. L.--Do you think you could take some opportunity of speaking about it through some other medium, not Feda? Because at present the boys think that Feda invented it. Yes, that's what they do think. He says he will try very hard. O. J. L.--Have you ever seen that Person otherwise than at that time? No, I have not seen Him, except as I told you; he says, father, He doesn't come and mingle freely, here and there and everywhere. I mean, not in that sense; but we are always conscious, and we feel him. We are conscious of his presence. But you know that people think that when they go over, they will be with him hand in hand, but of course they're wrong. He doesn't think he will say very much more about that now, not until he's able to say it through some one else. It may be that they will say it wrong, that it won't be right; it may get twisted. Feda does that sometimes. (Feda, _sotto voce_.--No, Feda doesn't!) Yes she does, and that's why I say, go carefully. O. J. L.--Has he been through another medium to a friend of mine lately? [This was intended to refer to a sitting which Mr. Hill was holding with Peters about that date, and, as it turned out, on the same day.] He doesn't say much. No, he doesn't say nothing about it. He hasn't got much power, and he's afraid that he might go wrong. Good-bye, father, now. My love to you, my love to mother. I am nearer to you than ever before, and I'm not so silly about [not] showing it. Love to all of them. Lionel is a dear old chap. My love to all. [Illustration: SECOND EDITION OF SAND-BOAT, AT MARIEMONT, BEFORE BEING UNSHIPPED AND TAKEN TO WOOLACOMBE, 1907] [Illustration: RAYMOND WORKING AT THE SAND-BOAT IN THE BOYS' LABORATORY AT MARIEMONT] Don't forget to tell mother about the roses I brought her. There's nothing to understand about them; I just wanted her to know that I brought her some flowers. Good night, father. I am always thinking of you. God bless you all. Give Feda's love to SrAlec. O. J. L.--Yes, I will, Feda. We are all fond of you. Yes, Feda feels it, and it lifts Feda up, and helps her. * * * * * Mrs. Leonard speedily came-to, and seemed quite easy and well, although the sitting had been a long one, and it was now nearly 11.30 p.m. * * * * * [I repeat in conclusion that this was an excellent sitting, with a good deal of evidential matter.--O. J. L.] [Footnote 27: This shows clear and independent knowledge of the sitting which I had held with Mrs. Clegg that same morning (see early parts of this chapter).] CHAPTER XXII MORE UNVERIFIABLE MATTER