Fifty Years a Medium – Chapter 7, 10/16 by Estelle Roberts

After the sitting the Dudleys opened the envelope and studied its contents, carefully wrapped in tissue paper. They also showed me a photograph of their mother. There could be no doubt that the spirit figure I had seen was the same person, though she had appeared younger and more beautiful.

Occasionally a medium is granted the satisfaction of a crosscheck on the evidence given which becomes more impressive and convincing as proof piles on proof. A remarkable instance of this was set in motion when a woman telephoned my home from Manchester making an appointment to see me.

At our subsequent sitting I said that her son was communicating. The boy, about twelve years of age, gave a graphic description of a fire at his school in France which had cut off his, and other, young lives. His mother was overjoyed at this evidence of his survival and I was very happy for her.

Some months later a man and his wife, who were clearly newcomers to Spiritualism, were sitting with me when a well set up youngster of about twelve communicated. It often happens that people who have never given a thought to Spiritualism during long untroubled years turn to it hungrily, if uncomprehendingly, in their hour of grief.
It was sorrow, I felt certain that explained their presence in my room. I was not surprised when their young son manifested and offered the usual proofs of identity. What did surprise me, however, was that having established himself beyond doubt in the minds of his parents, he went on to give an identical description of a fire in a French school with that described by the other boy some months before.

Twice more during succeeding months this experience was repeated. In the end I had convinced of four lots of parents, all strangers to me and whose background I could have had no possible knowledge. In each case they had lost a son in the circumstances described.