Then,
suddenly without any apparent object or reason, the scene changed.
"The moonlight sea vanished, and in us place I was looking right into the
interior of a reading-room. It seemed as if it had been used as a
school-room in the daytime, and was employed as a reading-room in the
evening. I remember seeing one reader who had a curious resemblance to Tim
Harrington, although it was not he, hold up a magazine or book in his hand
and laugh. It was not a picture--it was there. The scene was just as if
you were looking through an opera glass; you saw the play of the muscles,
the gleaming of the eye, every movement of the unknown persons in the
unnamed place into which you were gazing. I saw all that without opening
my eyes, nor did my eyes have anything to do with it. You see such things
as these as if it were with another sense which is more inside your head
than in your eyes. The pictures were apropos of nothing; they had been
suggested by nothing I had been reading or talking of; they simply came as
if I had been able to look through a glass at what was occurring somewhere
else in the world. I had my peep, and then it passed."
An interesting case of space clairvoyance is that related of Swedenborg,
on the best authority. The story runs that in the latter part of
September, 1759, at four o'clock one Saturday afternoon, Swedenborg
arrived home from England, and disembarked at the town of Gothenburg.
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