Vintage funeral - California late 1800s |
"On March 11, 1869, I was giving my little children their dinner at half-past one o'clock. As I was in the act of serving macaroni and milk from a tureen, I raised my head, and as I did so the wall opposite me seemed to open, and I saw my mother laying dead on her bed, in her little house.
Flowers were at her side and on her breast; she looked calm, but unmistakably dead, and the coffin was there.
It was so real that I could scarcely believe that the wall was brick and mortar, and not a transparent window.
I ought to say that when I was married my mother made me promise, as I was leaving home, to let her know if I died, and she would try to find some way of communicating to me the fact of her death - supposing that circumstances prevented the usual methods of writing or telegraphing."
~ Mrs Ellis
Flowers were at her side and on her breast; she looked calm, but unmistakably dead, and the coffin was there.
It was so real that I could scarcely believe that the wall was brick and mortar, and not a transparent window.
I ought to say that when I was married my mother made me promise, as I was leaving home, to let her know if I died, and she would try to find some way of communicating to me the fact of her death - supposing that circumstances prevented the usual methods of writing or telegraphing."
~ Mrs Ellis
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What a strange story! I wonder what happened after this?
ReplyDeleteThere's always a mystery! Thanks for all of the comments, Trish.
DeleteFrom what I've experienced, this is believable.
ReplyDeleteSorry I haven't been here lately, Mike.
Thanks Dixie - I've been lax with my blog visits recently as well - seem to have been very busy. Where does time go ...
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