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iTTE TIMES: MAT-21, 1919
HOW I COMMUNICATED
mm RUPERT MY
DEAD SON
He Was Killed In France and Through a Spiritualist
Medium I Communicated With Him
By WAITER WIWS
(A London Baptist Minister)
C.Vpyrlirht. 119, by Walter Wynn
S
ng
(The author of the following spiritualistic revelations i
a British IJriptist Minister, lie is also the editor of "The Youni
Man and Woman." a British cublication. Rupert Wynn, the
son of the writer of these remarkable articles, was killed in
the war. Soon afterwards Hev. Walter Wynn received a let
ter from Miss Stead, daughter of the famous Spiritualist and
the present proprietor and editor of the British Review of Re
views, stating that Rupert was living in the spirit world, and
desired to speak to his father. Rev. Walter wynn had hith
erto been sceptical about the claims of Spiritualism, but de
cided to test Miss Stead's assertions. He took the matter up
with a publisher and had himself assigned to investigate
these claims that are being made by men and women like Sir
Oliver Lodge, Sir Henry Turner, Sir Conan Doyle, Ella Wheel
er Wilcox and hundreds of other British and American liter
ary notables. In his amazing investigations he concealed his
identity, and demanded proof of every point in a most hard
headed and critical fashion, and in these chapters makes pub
lic his findings.)
(Continued From Yesterday.)
A difficulty that miint be experienc
ed by the reader of these revelations
in that of throwing his mind Into ihe
r environment of d e writer; but. if this
could be don, the evidence 1 have re
ported with scrupulous accuracy, and
that which 1 am about to report,
"'would be the most convincing proof of
human survival.
I visited Mr. Vanfro aftaln on Feb
ruary 19, I was not thinking
of Karby, Torkshire. at which place
1 was a minister for twelve and a half
years. 1892-1904. My mind was far
away from any such scene. Mr. Vaniro
had never heard' of the place, and
knew nothing of my ministry there.
He sat quietly In his armchair, and
began talking about hi Control, whom
he calls "Sunflower." He told me all
he knew about her. and pointed to
picture of her on the wall, which had
been drawn by a clairvoyant.
"Control" . Mystery.
"But don't you think, Mr. Vanfro,
that your Control may really be a sec
"ondary personality of your own, a
subliminal intelligent power that In
some way gets the upper hand of your
brain. I do not doubt your honesty."
Mr. Vango smiled.
"What Imagination the scientists
and Investigators have!" ha replied;
" "Sunflower" Is a woman, aiul her per
sonality Is totally- a'.fferent- from mine.
fo: theaa.eciimlists can go fu talking.
Whit ti-ey s:iy fs siily: My' practical
').p'ri' r.v- for 30 years renders -their
theories of the phenomena absurd. I
cwaJ ifoe what I say toy a thou
sand facts. We are surrounded by
actual human beings who can and do
the
the
be
communicate with us. Not all
talk in the world will disprove
racts."
"But don't you think It may all
or the devil?'" I inquired.
"If it is, the devil Is to be highly
complimented and sincerely "thanked.
Did he give me the power I possess?
Was he the creator of them? The
Creator Is responsible, and I am re
sponsible for my use of His gifts. The'
devil theory is an Insult to the Crea
tor. I believe In Christ; but are you
surprised that honest men, anxious
to get at fact and truth, turn away
from creedbound and persecuting
churches?"
"Well." I said, "may I once again
study you in trance?"
The gifted medium closed his eyes.
That was all. There was complete
silence for a time, when his body gave
a sort of Jerk, and "Sunflower" began
to talk in broken English, which, be
came better and better as the sitting
proceeded.
"Good evening." said "Sunflower."
"I Tiave heard all you said. Why not
judge by what I see and say? I tell
no lies."
"No. I do not suggest you do. but
how do you control Mr. Vango?"
"Ton undestand not. I could not
make you know. It Is difficult to tell
you; but several friends of yours are
here, and one says he will- (he laughs,
he does) prove to you he is not Mr.
Vango. He Is a big. well proportion
ed man. He says he was taken sud
denly, fell all dark over! He
takes me up out of a town to a hill
side, turns to the right out of a road
It radlatrd 'ho.i.e" lu a measure
'1;. oct of proportion to Its size.
The daughter of the bouse had
chosen It a her own little apartment
tect Ja of .Its sunny bay window.
'ThauliS'- to the National Biscuit
Contpeny aod' tbjwrfriwr packers of
good thinKa." swie girl. Iran
live well .without fe'tchjaJjp
A thick. warntcY.Vg&wlvUed
ooe to lounge cnJ&Bst while
trie frlneeldeS5!S s?Vtered
gave that tbffe
was permissible- Thro?
tained and doobli
meadow arasiy to
rolled lartsacfiotber tui
thftrMgv In "bine d'
conveniently placetf
eheerlnesa aglow,
weather,
atmoaph
daring
chairs
enjoy
relg
A,
the
Th
wiches that looked oh. so tempt
ing, would grace a yellow plate.
Or, "How would we like a to
mato bouillon on a cold, blowy day
Uke this?" And a package or
N. B. C. Zwieback would. b8 forth
coming from the window cupboard.
while the tomato
steaming hot.
-We I
that winds up to the top of this hill,
and on the right again is a large
house. He takes me round it. I en
ter the door. On the right Is a sit
ting room, on the left a room, down
one step, out again.. His name was
William. He says you "Walter." He
shows me a shaggy dog and keops on
saying "Jim," "Jim," "Jimmy." Tes;
that's the name of someone. Do you
understand ?"
"Perfectly," a replied,' In stupefied
amazement.
(The Manse at Earby and the road
to it are perfectly described. In the
foregoing passage. William Kiddi
hough was a deacon of mine, and my
next door neighbor. He fell dead at
his work. His son, Jim Rlddihough,
I burled. Jimmy worshipped a shaggy
dog he owned, which was a terror to
my family and myself.)
"Give My iLove to All."
"And now I hear the name Rene."
continued "Sunflower." "but I see no
one. 'Rene' yes, I hear 'Rene"
(I said nothing. Rene was the
name of the wife of my brother, the
Rev. Fred Wynn.. of Chorlton Kinss.
Cheltenham, GIos. )
"But now I see . your boy. . He tells
me that the house I described to you
Just now was the one he was born In
(correct), and that he then went tq
live in two houses in the tbwn where
you now live (correct); that you had
three children, he and his brother,
who have passed over (correct), and
a daughter, who Is still living (cor
rect); that his brother died at five
years of age of a throat affection
(correct). He Is here now, grown up,
both together, quite happy. Your son
says. 'Father, I have stood aside to
night In order that William (Rupert's
greatest friend at Earby was William
Rlddihough) might speak to you. I
am nearly always with you at home.
Tou need not think of me as away
from you. Oive my love to all at
home. Good night. Shall go home
with you. I shall be there.' "
- "Rupert." T said, ''were you here
with Alderman Wherry and Mr.
Wood ?"
"Rupert says 'Yes, they are both
here now. We are good friends. They
understand now what wo all under
stood. Don't bother; everything will
come all right. There are changes
ahead In your life. You will go to
Sandy Lane.- Important work ahead
of you. You will be used for import
ant work a little later on, and be
come widely known.'"
(Six months after I received, a call
to Sandy Lane Baptist church, Brad
ford, and accepted the pastorate for
12 months. Whether I have been
used and become widely known In the
matter of Biblical prophecy and the
war, I will leave those who know me
to Judge.)
Mr. Vango suddenly came to him
self. ,
ho said.
"I hope you have got something?'
he said.
"Yes," I replied; "very wonderful,
and more than wonderful, is spirit
communication is not a fact."
"Ah! But it is a fact," replW this
remarkable man.
"Well, Mr. Vango, I wish to ask
you something. Do you know of any
psyschics who do not seek clients, but
who use their gifts privately?"
"Yes; but I fear they would not
see you."
"Well, will you give me the names
of a few?"
Mr. Vango obliged me at once, and
I quickly terminated the sitting.
I took a taxi and went straight to
one of the addresses Mr. Vango gave
me. The results of my visit were so
marvellous that I propose to devote
ahole chapter to them. .
I arrived at the door of a large
house in the West End. I was told
bluntly .by the maid that I could not
see the gentleman. He was at home,
but seldom saw anyone save ' his
friends. I pressed my desire to see
him, and was at last allowed to enter
the drawing room, in which place I
heard an animated muffled conversa
tion going on outside, resulting, as I
expected, from his lack of desire to
see anyone. The door, however,
opened, and the- genteman looked at
me.
"Good afternoon,", I said, "you do
not know, me?"
"Xo,"'liel replied, "and If you are
Investigating spiritist phenomena on
behalf of the authorities, you are on
the wrong track. I take no money,
and want to see no one. Who are
you? Where do you come from? If
you are on newspaper work, I want
no report. I live a lonely life."
All this came hot, quick and ex
cited. A pause.
"Well, now," I said, "you are very
kind to see me, but," I give you my
word, I am your friend and a man of
honor, who wished to obtain proof of
human survival, that is all."
"Very well; follow me, please."
The gentleman led mo to the quiet
room in which he lives, sat down, and
lit his pipe.
I said nothing.
"I am glad you have come, after
all," he said, "you have brought Mr.
Stead with you, and he has not come
ince the week after he wnt down
on the Titanic. My spirit guides seem
to know you, ton, for they tell me
many things about you. "You are a
preacher, lecturer, author and editor."
"But," I interjected, "do I look like
one?"
(To Be Continued.)
JEANNE HACHETTE.
.Jeanne Hachette, also known as
Jeanne Foucquet, was a heroine of
Beauvals, in Plcardy, France, and
successfully headed a body of women
In an assault upon the Burgundlans,
who besieged her native city in 147 0.
When the Burgundlans ascended their
ladders to place their standards on
the walls Jeanne, with a battle-axe,
drove several of them back, seized
their flag, and deposited it in a church
after the battle. Louis XI.of France,
rewarded her for her bravery. She
afteward married and she and her
descendants were exempted from taxation.
The men who did the fighting
"over there" would he glad to see the
fireworks money spent on relieving
cases of distress among the soldiers,
but it wouldn't be considered, pa
triotic by those who stayed at home.
"FAKE" ASPIRIN
WAS TALCUM
Counterfeiter Caught! The New York health authorities had a Brook
lyn manufacturer sentenced to the penitentiary for telling throughout
the United States millions of "Talcum powder" tablets as Aspirin Tablets.
Don't ask for Aspirin Tablets Always say "Bayer."
Don't buy Aspirin in a pill box! Get "Bayer package!
Always say, x "Give me genuine
Bayer Tablet of Aspirin.' " Insist
you want , only the Bayer package
with the "Bayer Cross" on thK
package and on the tablets.
The genuine "Bayer Tablets of Aspirin" have been
proved safe by millions for Pain, Headache, Neuralgia,
Toothache, Earache, Rheumatism, Lumbago, Colds,
Grippe, Influenzal Colds, Joint Pains, Neuritis. Proper
dose in every "Bayer" package. American owned!
Boxes of 12 tablets Bottles of 24 Bottles of 100 Also Capsules.
Aaptria is tas trsd flttrk off Barer Manufacture mi BCoaaaeeticaeidaatar ef Sallcrlicacld
It-not. only leaves the oven as the
best soda cracker in the world, but it
- 11 1 A J
reaches you witn auits original xasxe
and freshness, uneeda Biscuit nas
no rival in the esteem of American
JSJL H.lntr
housewives. fWt. was
at almost
NATIONAL BISCUIT -ggffc
COMPANY- Tmat being admitted
doo
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the
guests.
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announce t S?T'?1 ond J""t Jf!?
box of Vneeda BiscoirKWTK-JW or ox rrienos ax.w -"J
potted chicken. Nimble flopn chatting in the -sunny bay win
would set to work and In a twink- dow. sipping tea or coffee nd jilb
Hng little piles of chicken sand-1 hling National Blscnlt Delicacies?
THURSDAY AND FRIDAY FRESH FISH
Fresh Shore Haddock
Fancy Fresh. Mackerel
lb 10c
..lb 22c
tdl -"g 1 M 8
1 YELL FOR A CALL A r V : STOP THE S
1 POLICEMAN! FIREMAN! LETTER CARRIER! 1
THEY'VE ALL GOT 5EM
i! si"- tie myIKemwis'
Large Fresh Herring -
Fresh "Native Flounders
Lnrp Live Lobsters
Fnah Sliced Cod Steak
3 lbs. 25c
3 lbs. 25c
Ifo 33c
........lb 18c
KtnLr RIiia FLsh. lb . . 16e
Fresh Sardines, lb 10c
Fresh ButterfLsh ,1b .. 20c
Large Smelts, lb 23c
Fresh Scup, lb 18c
Fresh Catfish, lb . 10c
Halibut Steak, lb 35c
Opened dams, qt . . . . 40c
Long Island Steaming ClamB .qt. 10c
Gorton's Cod, pkg. .... 15c
Salt Cod Gems, lb .... 25c
Beardsley Shredded Cod
Premier Shrimp, can -17c
2 pkg. ' :V . v 25c
Crab Meat, can 42c
Pink Salmon, tall can 23c
Salt Mackerel, . . 2 for 25c
Booths Herring, can . . 29c
Nabob Oysters,, can ..' 18c
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