It is curious to me that I have no recollection of hearing the man come upstairs, or of him going down. In appearance he was pale and careworn, and looked as though he had been very ill. This thought occurred to me when he said he had been travelling all night. (Signed) James Dickinson.

43 Grainger Street, Newcastle-on-Tyne.

Miss S. signs the following statement: -

I am the Miss S. referred to in the foregoing narrative. I have read Mr. Dickinson's statement carefully, and I can testify that everything in it referring to me has been correctly stated. Ethel Maud Simmon.

66 Malcolm Street, Heaton, April \st, 1891.

The next statement was written by Mr. Nisbet from Mr. Thompson sen.'s information, and with a little alteration and addition signed by him.

March 22nd, 1891.

At the beginning of December 1890, my son, John Thompson, got photographed by Mr. Dickinson, of Grainger Street, Newcastle-on-Tyne. He was wishful to present a photograph of himself to each of his chief comrades on New Year's Day. During the Christmas week he took typhoid fever and was very ill.

On Friday, January 2nd, 1891, I went to Newcastle to purchase certain articles for him, and being in Newcastle I thought I would kill two birds with one stone, so I called at Dickinson's to see if his photos were ready. I called chiefly because he seemed anxious about them - he spoke of them when he was delirious. I saw a young woman at Dickinson's who told me that the photos were not ready.

On Saturday, January 3rd, my son died at 2.5 p.m.

On Monday, January 5th, 1891, I received a letter addressed to my son asking him to call and sit again for his photograph as the negative had been broken. I still possess this letter and envelope 1 (dated January 5th, 1891).

On Friday, January 9th, I called at Mr. Dickinson's, when he explained that he had seen my son in his place on the previous Saturday. I told him he must be mistaken, as my son was then ill in bed, but I told him that I had called on the Friday about the photographs. Mr. Dickinson persisted in saying he had seen my son on the Saturday, so I showed him the "burial lines " to convince him.

1 Mr. Nisbet has seen it.

I know of no one who could have called about the photos on the Saturday, nor do I know of any of my son's friends who could be mistaken for him. My son was 21 years of age, and was studying for the Primitive Methodist ministry. There was always strong sympathy between me and my son. I had the power of influencing him at a distance. My son was calm and steady, not easily excited; the joy of the household, and a general favourite with the public.

- Yours truly, Thompson.

Mr. Dickinson informed Mr. Nisbet that he was perfectly well at the time of this occurrence. He has never had any other experience at all resembling this, but he is subject to nightmare and walking in his sleep.

Mr. Nisbet learned that Mr. Dickinson was not quite sure whether he was present when Mr. Thompson was photographed; his assistant said he was, but Mr. Dickinson could not remember. They photographed about 40 people on the day Mr. Thompson sat. Mr. Dickinson was quite sure that Miss S. had said nothing to him on the Friday about Mr. Thompson, senior, calling, and Miss S. confirmed this.

Professor Sidgwick was introduced to Mr. Dickinson in September 1891, and heard his story vividly and fully told by himself. Extracts only from his notes need be given here.

D. did not hear T. come in, but being busy writing was not surprised at this, though he was surprised that he had come so early. . . .

T. said that "He could not call later, he had been travelling all night." He had an overcoat on, and a careworn look - looked ill. The thought passed through D.'s mind, "Yes, poor man, you have been travelling all night, and you are going home to die." Meanwhile T. turned and went out: he had not sat down, but stood all the time. D. ran round the counter towards the door and called after him, "Can I post them?" but got no answer, and did not hear the visitor go down or out; this he would ordinarily have done, but the not hearing did not surprise him. He thought the visitor was " huffed," and turned to copy out the number of the order and the name on a piece of paper, on which he wrote the word "post." (This paper Mr. Nisbet saw, and remembers reading the number and name, but the paper seems to be lost.) All this, according to his recollection, with perfect wakefulness, and without the least idea or feeling of anything abnormal.

Careful inquiries (described fully in the account in the Journal) were made by Mr. Nisbet to ascertain whether it could have been possible for Mr. Thompson, junior, to have actually called at the photographer's, unknown to his family, or whether any one else had called on his behalf; with the result that both these hypothetical explanations of the case seemed to be excluded.