hem at the piano, and being on very intimate terms, had begged they
would finish the passage or movement; and on one or two occasions this
had been done.
These slight but evidential incidents, forgotten by Mrs Stratton
herself, and unknown to me, were conveyed quite correctly in the
automatic script through Mrs Piper--three thousand miles across the
Atlantic--and nearly six years after the death of Mr Stainton Moses.
The most convincing test upon these occasions, however, was the
reference to a Mrs Lane--the lady to whom Mr Moses had been engaged when
he passed away.
Very few of his friends knew of this engagement, even in England. Dr
Hodgson, who had never met Stainton Moses in earth life, had naturally
not heard of it. It was only by chance that I knew anything of the
matter, and this merely through once meeting the lady at Mrs Stratton's
house some time after Mr Moses had died. On that occasion Mrs Lane had a
young daughter with her; I knew nothing of any other members of the
family.
During my second visit to Mrs Piper I mentioned meeting this
lady--already a dim memory with me--and the "control" at once asked if I
had met a _sister_ also.
I answered "No," remarking that a young daughter had been with her.
The writing at once continued in these words:
"Well, now I am giving you this as a test: she _has_ a sister, and one
who has been the cause of the deepest sorrow of her life. You will find
this is true when you go back to England."
These words were amply justified.
On applying to Mrs Stratton for information, she denied the possibility
of there being any truth in the test. She said: "I have come to know Mrs
Lane very intimately since you met her here. I don't believe she has any
sister; anyway, I am _quite_ sure she would have told me if a sister had
caused her such sorrow as you mention."
I persevered, however, in getting at the truth of the matter by writing
to Mrs Lane herself (an almost entire stranger), and asking if she cared
to hear the references to herself in the Piper records; if so, would she
come and lunch with me?
She came, and when I reached the passage about the sister, expecting
that she would endorse Mrs Stratton's denial, I noticed, to my great
surprise, that her eyes filled suddenly with tears, and that she was
literally unable to speak through emotion.
The tears ran down her cheeks, when at length she said in a broken
voice: "_That_ is the most convincing test he could
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