three saw through the window a funeral procession passing along the road.  From their dress the bulk of the mourners seemed to be farm labourers—­indeed the young woman recognised some of them as natives of Dull, who had gone to live and work near Dunkeld.  Remarks were naturally made by my grandfather and the young couple about the untimely hour for a funeral, and, hastily filling in the papers, my grandfather went out to get the key of the churchyard, which was kept in the manse, as, without the key, the procession could not get into God’s acre.  Wondering how it was that he had received no intimation of the funeral, he went to the manse by a short cut, got the key, and hurried down to the churchyard gate, where, of course, he expected to find the cortege waiting. Not a soul was there except the young couple, who were as amazed as my grandfather!

’Well, at the same hour in the evening of the same day in the following week the funeral, this time in reality, arrived quite unexpectedly.  The facts were that a boy, a native of Dull, had got gored by a bull at Dunkeld, and was so shockingly mangled that his remains were picked up and put into a coffin and taken without delay to Dull.  A grave was dug as quickly as possible—­the poor lad having no relatives—­and the remains were interred.  My grandfather and the young couple recognised several of the mourners as being among those whom they had seen out of the session clerk’s room, exactly a week previously, in the phantom cortege.  The young woman knew some of them personally, and related to them what she had seen, but they of course denied all knowledge of the affair, having been then in Dunkeld.’

I give another example, because the experience was auditory, as well as visual, and the prediction was announced before the event.

’The parishioners in Skye were evidently largely imbued with the Romanist-like belief in the powers of intercession vested in their clergyman; so when they had a “warning” or “vision” they usually consulted my father as to what they could do to prevent the coming disaster befalling their relatives or friends.  In this way my father had the opportunity of noting down the minutiae of the “warning” or “vision” directly it was told him.  Having had the advantage of a medical, previous to his theological, training, he was able to note down sound facts, unembellished by superadded imagination.  Entering into this method of case-taking with a mind perfectly open, except for a slight touch of scepticism, he was greatly surprised to discover how very frequently realisations occurred exactly in conformance with the minutiae of the vision as detailed in his note-book.  Finally, he was compelled to discard his scepticism, and to admit that some people had undoubtedly the uncanny gift.  Almost the first case he took (Case X.) was that of a woman who had one day a vision of her son falling over a high rock at Uig, in Skye, with a sheep or lamb.