On 1st February, 1891, Michael Conley, a farmer living near Ionia, inChichasow county, Iowa, went to Dubuque, in Iowa, to be medicallytreated. He left at home his son Pat and his daughter Elizabeth, agirl of twenty-eight, a Catholic, in good health. On February 3Michael was found dead in an outhouse near his inn. In his pocketwere nine dollars, seventy-five cents, but his clothes, including hisshirt, were thought so dirty and worthless that they were thrown away.The body was then dressed in a white shirt, black clothes and satinslippers of a new pattern. Pat Conley was telegraphed for, andarrived at Dubuque on February 4, accompanied by Mr. George Brown, "anintelligent and reliable farmer". Pat took the corpse home in acoffin, and on his arrival Elizabeth fell into a swoon, which lastedfor several hours. Her own account of what followed on her recoverymay be given in her own words:--"When they told me that father was dead I felt very sick and bad; Idid not know anything. Then father came to me. He had on a whiteshirt" (his own was grey), "and black clothes and slippers. When Icame to, I told Pat I had seen father. I asked Pat if he had broughtback father's old clothes. He said 'No,' and asked me why I wantedthem. I told him father said he had sewed a roll of bills inside ofhis grey shirt, in a pocket made of a piece of my old red dress. Iwent to sleep, and father came to me again. When I awoke I told Pathe must go and get the clothes"--her father's old clothes.Pat now telephoned to Mr. Hoffman, Coroner of Dubuque, who found theold clothes in the back yard of the local morgue. They were wrappedup in a bundle. Receiving this news, Pat went to Dubuque on February9, where Mr. Hoffman opened the bundle in Pat's presence. Inside theold grey shirt was found a pocket of red stuff, sewn with a man'slong, uneven stitches, and in the pocket notes for thirty-fivedollars.The girl did not see the body in the coffin, but asked about the _old_clothes, because the figure of her father in her dream wore clotheswhich she did not recognise as his. To dream in a faint is nothingunusual. {50}
