George Raymond, Jr., 14 years, son of George Raymond, and
his uncle, Winford Raymond, in the Lamoille river at
Fletcher. According to Winford's father, the vision of the
boy's mother appeared before him in a dream and directed him
to look for the boys in the river. They had been absent from
home since Sunday. The dream was so vivid that the father
wakened and at 2 o'clock went to the river bank, where he
found the boys' clothing. At daybreak the bodies were
recovered.

Here is a dream of the so-called dead who, many believe, exist in a
state of dreamless sleep or annihilation, appearing in a vision, and
so impressing on the astral brain of the sleeper where the boy's
bodies were, that he actually brought the vision or astral experience
through into the waking consciousness. Here is proof of a mother
looking over her children, even if she is separated from them through
the doorway of the tomb. No sane person today can actually believe the
tomb to be the doorway to the night of oblivion. Many of the misnamed
dead are present, and when we go to sleep at night we meet them and
converse with them just the same as if they were inhabiting their
mortal bodies.

We do not claim, however, that the dead are all-knowing; but free from
the physical bodies, the spiritually enlightened ones have a broader
vision of things, especially if there is a close sympathetic feeling
between the dead and the living, as there appeared to have been in
this case, for the conditions must be absolutely harmonious before one
may bring his actual astral experience into the waking consciousness.

An interesting case of the dead appearing in a dream was as that of
Mrs. Marie Menge, 15 West Schiller street, Chicago. Mr. Charles
Peterson, former lieutenant of the Danish army, was a roomer with Mrs.
Menge for a number of years. He had no relatives or near friends in
America. Mr. Peterson had been ill for some time with asthma and
finally was taken to the Hahnemann Hospital, 2814 Ellis avenue,
Chicago. In less than a half hour before she received the telephone
call telling of his death she suddenly awakened and told her husband
Mr. Peterson had appeared to her in a dream. She states, he appeared
in a white cloud and seemed well and happy. He died about 1:30 A.M.,
Saturday, March 18, 1921.

It was an easy matter for C. Peterson to appear in a vision to the
only one who had shown any sympathy and kindness toward him