rk. I
learned of his peculiar experience while apparently dead, soon
after, from a fellow miner. Prompted by curiosity, I longed for an
acquaintance with Lennox to get his experience from his own lips. This
opportunity was not offered for several months. At last it came. After
being removed from the mines I was detailed to one of the prison offices
to make out some annual reports. The subject of this man's return to
life was being discussed one day, when he happened to pass by the office
door and was pointed out to me. It was not long until I had a note in
his hand, and asked him to come where I was at work. He did so, and
here I got well acquainted with him, and from his own lips received his
wonderful story. He is a young man, probably not over thirty years
of age. He is not a hardened criminal; is possessed of a very good
education, and naturally very bright.

The most wonderful part of his history was that during the time he was
dead. Being a short-hand reporter I took his story from his dictation.
Said he: "I had a presentiment all the morning that something terrible
was going to happen. I was so uneasy on account of my feelings that I
went to my mining boss, Mr. Grason, and told him how I felt, and asked
him if he would not come and examine my 'coal room,' the place where I
was digging coal. He came, and seemed to make a thorough examination,
and ordered me back to work, saying, there was no danger, and that
he thought I was going 'cranky.' I returned to my work, and had been
digging away for something like an hour, when, all of a sudden, it grew
very dark. Then it seemed as if a great iron door swung open, and I
passed through it. The thought then came to my mind that I was dead and
in another world. I could see no one, nor hear sound of any kind. From
some cause unknown to myself, I started to move away from the doorway,
and had traveled some distance when I came to the banks of a broad
river. It was not dark, neither was it light. There was about as much
light as on a bright star-lit night. I had not remained on the bank of
this river very long until I could hear the sound of oars in the water,
and soon a person in a boat rowed up to where I was standing. I was
speechless. He looked at me for a moment, and then said that he had come
for me, and told me to get into the boat and row across to the other
side. I obeyed. Not a word was spoken. I longed to ask him who he was,
and where I was. My tongue seemed to clin