Queer Physical Phenomenon

I was one niorning a short while ago walking with a f riend, Miss B. , in our j churchyard. As we emerged from the shadow of the trees on the west end of the church I saw distinctly the figure of a man approach the south gate, which is the main entrance, pass throngh it and come up the path, which was only a little distance from us, toward the church. I said to Miss B., "That is Mr. Tate, whom yoa know we are expecting to visit us today. " At the same instant, so beautifully Sne and calm was the moruing, I heard the train by which the gentleman referred to was to have come leaving the next station. Miss B., who did not know Mr. Tate personally, at once looked across in the direction indicated and remarked that instead of going into the church, as I had thought was his intention, he passed directly on to the spot under the shade of the trees we had just left. Together Miss B. and I stood for a few moments by the grave we had come to see, then parted. I went to join the friend we had seen, but to iny surprise found no trace of him. On reaching my home (a short distancej I also found that no one had seen him, and eventually it turned out that he had been detained by business and was not able to come for sorae time. I have formed no theory ou the subject, but can affirm positively that I saw him, or, as north country people aay, his wraith, at the very time he was in the flesh at a distance of several miles. One thing I observed at the time - he never glanced in our direction; also that he carried under his arm the photographic camera he brought at a later date. I could describe minutely his dress and whole appearance. His expression was that of a person deeply absorbed in thought. Talking the affair over afterward, Mr. Tate has told me that at that particular time he was regretting the unavoidable delay of a much needed holiday in the country. -