He was the eldest son of Franklin Lafayette Miller b. Interesting sketches of their experiences and accomplishments are given in Millers of Millersburg a family record published by Gustavus H. Miller in conjunction with J. Bailey Nicklin, Jr. Yellow Fever took Franklin Lafayette Miller, he never faced combat.

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They are only manifestations produced by movement. What we call light is a sensation produced upon our optic nerve by the vibrations of ether, comprising between and trillions per second, undulations that are themselves very obscure. What we call heat is a sensation produced by vibrations between and trillions.

The sun lights up space, as much at midnight as at midday. Its temperature is nearly degrees below zero. What we call sound is a sensation produced upon our auditory nerve by silent vibrations of the air, themselves comprising between 32, and 36, a second.

Very many scientific terms represent only results, not causes. The soul may be in the same case. The observations given in this work, the sensations, the impressions, the visions, things heard, etc. Yes, no doubt, but it does not seem so. Let us examine one instance.

Turn back to page A young woman, adored by her husband, dies at Moscow. Her father-in-law, at Pulkowo, near St. Petersburg, saw her that same hour by his side. She walked with him along the street; then she disappeared. Surprised, startled, and terrified, he telegraphed to his son, and learned both the sickness and the death of his daughter-in-law.

We are absolutely obliged to admit that something emanated from the dying woman and touched her father-in-law. This thing unknown may have been an ethereal movement, as in the case of light, and may have been only an effect, a product, a result; but this effect must have had a cause, and this cause evidently proceeded from the woman who was dying.

Can the constitution of the brain explain this projection? I do not think that any anatomist or physiologist will give this question an affirmative answer. One feels that there is a force unknown, proceeding, not from our physical organization, but from that in us which can think. Take another example see page A lady in her own house hears a voice singing.

It is the voice of a friend now in a convent, and she faints, because she is sure it is the voice of the dead. At the same moment that friend does really die, twenty miles away from her. Does not this give us the impression that one soul holds communication with another? Here is another example page : The wife of a captain who has gone out to the Indian mutiny sees one night her husband standing before her with his hands pressed to his breast, and a look of suffering on his face.

The agitation that she feels convinces her that he is either killed or badly wounded. It was November 14th. The War Office subsequently publishes his death as having taken place on November 15th. She endeavors to have the true date ascertained. The War Office was wrong. He died on the 14th. A child six years old stops in the middle of his play and cries out, frightened: Mamma, I have seen Mamma.

At that moment his mother was dying far away from him page A young girl at a ball stops short in the middle of a dance and cries, bursting into tears. My father is dead; I have just seen him. At that moment her father died. She did not even know he was ill. All these things present themselves to us as indicating not physiological operations of one brain acting on another, but psychic actions of spirit upon spirit. We feel that they indicate to us some power unknown.

No doubt it is difficult to apportion what belongs to the spirit, the soul, and what belongs to the brain. We can only let ourselves be guided in our judgment and our appreciations by the same feeling that is created in us by the discussion of phenomena. This is how all science has been started. Well, and does not every one feel that we have here to do with manifestations from beings capable of thought, and not with material physiological facts only?

This impression is superabundantly confirmed by investigation concerning the unknown faculties of the soul, when active in dreams and somnambulism. A brother learns the death of his young sister by a terrible nightmare. A young girl sees beforehand, in a dream, the man whom she will marry. A mother sees her child lying in a road, covered with blood. A lady goes, in a dream, to visit her husband on a distant steamer, and her husband really receives this visit, which is seen by a third person.

A magnetized lady sees and describes the interior of the body of her dying mother; what she said is confirmed by the autopsy. A gentleman sees, in a dream, a lady whom he knows arriving at night in a railroad station, her journey having been undertaken suddenly. A magistrate sees three years in advance the commission of a crime, down to its smallest details. Several persons report that they have seen towns and landscapes before they ever visited them, and have seen themselves in situations in which they found themselves long after.

A mother hears her daughter announce her intended marriage six months before it has been thought of. Frequent cases of death are foretold with precision. A theft is seen by a somnambulist, and the execution of the criminal is foretold. All these show unknown faculties in the soul. Such at least is my own impression. It seems to me that we cannot reasonably attribute the prevision of the future and mental sight to a nervous action of the brain. I think we must either deny these facts or admit that they must have had an intellectual and spiritual cause of the psychic order, and I recommend sceptics who do not desire to be convinced, to deny them outright; to treat them as illusions and cases of a fortuitous coincidence of circumstances.

They will find this easier. Uncompromising deniers of facts, rebels against evidence, may be all the more positive, and may declare that the writers of these extraordinary narratives are persons fond of a joke, who have written them to hoax me, and that there have been persons in all ages who have done the same thing to mystify thinkers who have taken up such questions. These phenomena prove, I think, that the soul exists, and that it is endowed with faculties at present unknown.

That is the logical way of commencing our study, which in the end may lead us to the problem of the after-life and immortality. A thought can be transmitted to the mind of another. There are mental transmissions, communications of thoughts, and psychic currents between human souls. Space appears to be no obstacle in these cases, and time sometimes seems to be annihilated.

A few years ago a person whom I will designate as A related a dream to me as follows: I take no interest in pugilism or pugilists, but I saw, in a dream, every detail of the Corbett and Fitzsimmons mill, four days before it took place out West. B relates the following as a dream: I saw the American soldiers, in clay-colored uniform, bearing the flag of victory two weeks before the Spanish-American war was declared, and of course before any living being could have known the uniform to be adopted.

Signed B. Just after the South African hostilities began, I saw in a dream a fierce struggle between the British and Boers, in which the former suffered severe losses. A few nights after I had a second dream in which I saw the contending forces in a long-drawn contest, very disastrous to both, and in which neither could claim a victory.

They seemed to be fighting to a frazzle. Signed C. D related to me at the time of the occurrence of the dream the following: It had been suggested to me that the two cereals, corn and wheat, were too far apart, and that I ought to buy corn. What do you mean? I asked. The foregoing dream was related to me by a practical, successful business man who never speculates.

I watched the corn market and know it took the turns indicated in the dream. In this dream we find the dreamer conversing with some strange intelligence possessed of knowledge unknown to objective reason. It could not, therefore, have been the waking thoughts of the dreamer, for he possessed no such information. Was the message superinduced through the energies and activities of the waking mind on the subjective mind? This could not have been, because he had no such thoughts; besides, the intelligence given was free from the errors of the calculating and anxious waking mind.

We must therefore look to other sources for an explanation. Was it the higher self that manifested to Abraham in the dim ages of the world? Was it the Divine Voice that gave solace to Krishna in his abstraction? Was it the unerring light that preceded Gautama into the strange solitudes of Asia? Was it the small voice that Elijah heard in the desert of Shurr?

Was it the Comforter of Jesus in the wilderness and the garden of distress? One thing we may truthfully affirm--that it did not proceed from the rational, objective mind of the rank materialist, who would close all doors to that inner life and consciousness where all true religion finds its birthmark, its hope, its promises and its faith; which, rightly understood, will leave to the horrors of the Roman crucifixion the twin thieves, superstition and scepticism, while the angel of Goodwill will go free to solace the world with the fruit and fragrance of enduring power and promise.

The steel chains that fasten these hydra-headed crocodiles of sensuous poison around love and destiny can only be severed by the diamond of wisdom and knowledge. A citizen worthy of confidence relates the following dream: In December, , I saw in a dream my brother-in-law, Henry Yarnell, suffering from a bloody knife wound; after this I awoke, but soon fell asleep again.

The second time I dreamed of a similar scene, except that the wound was the result of a shotgun. After this I did not go to sleep again. I had not gone far, when I met an acquaintance who promptly informed me that my brother-in-law had been shot. Signed E. A well-known resident of Chattanooga, Tenn.


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