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her, as if Henry were close by me. Then a curious thing happened.
She has a little Florentine guitar which hangs in her parlor, quite out of reach.
She and I were talking, and her sister, a very matter-of-fact, practical body, who attends to temporals for her, was arranging a little lunch for us, when suddenly the bass string of the guitar was struck loudly and distinctly.
“ Who struck that guitar?” said the sister. We both looked up and saw that no body or thing was on that side of the room. After the sister had gone out, Mrs. E. said, “Now, that is strange! I asked last night that if any spirit was present with us after you came to-day, that it would try to touch that guitar.” A little while after her husband came in, and as we were talking we were all stopped by a peculiar sound, as if somebody had drawn a hand across all the strings at once. We marveled, and I remembered the guitar at home.
What think you? Have you had any more manifestations, any truths from the spirit world?
