Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 6, 6/14 by Estelle Roberts

‘Your little girl’, she said, ‘passed into the spirit world with a terrific shock. I have a feeling of constriction round the throat – of choking. Your little girl was strangled.’
Now do you remember the case of Sheila Wilson? She was, in fact, strangled by a man who has since been executed for his crime.

‘This spirit,’ Mrs. Roberts went on, ‘passed over only a short time ago. She has been dead less than six months. It is difficult for her to communicate . . . she has not yet adjusted herself to her new life.’
‘After her death, you went to see your little daughter – but you only saw her through glass.’
Mrs. Wilson nodded. It was true – all true.

Mrs. Roberts appeared to be seeing and talking to people all this time; to people who were not visible or audible to me or to anyone else in the room. Then the medium spoke again:
‘Your daughter is asking what you have done with her little coloured shoes. You took them out of the cupboard downstairs.’

Mrs. Wilson, fascinated now, agreed. She said she had taken them out, a pair of her child’s red dancing shoes, and given them away.
‘Your little girl sends you all her love,’ Mrs. Roberts went on, ‘also her love to Baby, Rosie, Jim, Peter, John, May, Nelly, Margery, Vi, Ruby, Doreen and to the Three.’

All of these names were instantly recognized by Mrs. Wilson as being of Sheila’s relations and little friends.
‘Kiss Peter for me’, she says, went on Mrs. Roberts. Peter is Sheila’s little brother.

There was another pause, then the medium went on ‘Listen! The child is telling me that you keep holding in your mind a picture of her as having suffered a great deal. But you are wrong. She did not suffer. She was very peaceful before she passed.’