When the light went I was in total darkness as before.

That same day I confided the circumstance to T. (Clara's sister), begging her not to tell her about it, since C. was feeling her father's death most acutely; but when a day or two later C. told me of his three appearances to her, and of this same remarkable golden light which accompanied them, I related to her what I had myself seen, expressing my regret that awe or astonishment had prevented me from speaking or making some sign; though, unlike herself, I had seen no shadowy form approach me. The thought then occurred to me that there might be something regarding which the deceased wished to be satisfied - something which prevented his spirit from obtaining perfect rest, and I suggested to her that should this experience be repeated to either of us we should answer him. The result is stated in C.'s account.

My own impression is that his spirit tried to communicate with me, but in my great amazement at the vision I was unable to receive his message. C. was prepared.

Later on - viz., in a letter, dated February 27th, 1888, C, when writing to me, says: "When I told you in my last letter, dear auntie, that I had spoken, it was from your advice, for you told me to do so. Now, I must try and explain to you just what happened. It was about four o'clock in the morning, or even earlier. A bright light suddenly came into my room - not a light like from a fire or a candle, but a glow of golden light. Then I saw a form, quite white, bend over me, and in my darling father's voice I heard these words: 'Take care of mother - I am in perfect peace.' I said: 'Yes, father.' And then the light by degrees disappeared. Since this, I have not seen or heard anything more, and I have a feeling that I shall never again, as I feel sure that all he wanted to say he has said, and is at rest since I answered him. What you tell me as having happened to you on the night of December 12th is, indeed, passing strange. I should so like to know what was meant to tell you. Have you any idea? It is strange that both you and I should see the same light.

You see I told you first, so it could not have been a dream, as I might possibly have fancied if you had told of your strange light (for I do sometimes dream of. things which I hear and read of). If anything should happen again I will write it down, and let you know at once; but, somehow, I feel I shall not".

In further letters Mrs. Adie says:-

April 1st, 1889.

I must now add to my statement in my last (so positively put), as to only a segment of my room being illumined, what I then omitted, viz., that what made me so certain of this fact was - that neither the white muslin-covered dressing-table on my right hand, nor the wardrobe standing against the wall on my left hand, were visible to me on that occasion! No; when I saw this luminosity I had heard nothing of my niece's experiences up to that date.

I have occupied the same room again in the interval which has since elapsed, and found that the room was so obscure that even in winter daylight (no fog) when lying on the bed I could not make out the design on the wall-paper opposite me, although on the occasion I there mention every little detail of form and colour was sharply defined.

My husband had to pass through my room to get to his, and when he left our sitting-room the whole house was in bed. It was his business to extinguish the feeble little gas-jet which was left burning. Had he forgotten to do this, the light from the burner could not have resembled what I saw. My niece has more than once assured me positively "that she at no other time has ever had any hallucination of the senses." I cannot recall ever having had any hallucinations which did not mean anything, or rather, which have not come true, - if I except [a vision which may or may not have corresponded to reality, but which cannot at present be tested].