There seems to be no special beginning to the experiences in the unexplained which have been mine.

Possibly, at middle age, they seem so much stranger than those of most people only because of a different attitude of mind. But always there has been a feeling of being different, and an effort to resist a certain influence, or an ability to know of things before they happen, or a faculty of seeing ahead certain events or more recently, of hearing voices.

Do you remember the old superstition of being able to see “farther” if one were “born with a veil?” I was so born, and my mother used to laugh about it, but was a little inclined to be impressed with the fact, nevertheless.

It meant nothing to me, partly because of a normal supply of common sense, and later because of two or more experiences which clearly showed me I must either ignore certain more or less definite facts, or let it go; for when the ouija boards were so common, I soon learned to leave them alone, as everyone with whom I used one at once accused me of “pushing.” I did not push, but the board immediately started to move and quite as often as not, answered the unspoken question in my mind—not the one asked by my partner. Among other things I was told the day of my mother’s death, correctly, three years before!

I soon found I needed no partner; the little table would run for me alone, quite as well as with another; but I becoming frightened, made up my mind to let all such subjects alone and be normal; and I have never touched any device of the kind since, or made any effort to develop any ability which might be available or latent in me.