midnight
Sometimes the bad deceive and distress me , but sometimes -- sometimes my mother comes . '' She lowered her voice reverently , and I was fain to hush the laugh upon my lips . Whatever the thing might prove to be to me , it was daily comfort to the nervous , unstrung , lonely woman , whom to suspect of trickery I began to think was worse than stupidity . From the time of my midnight experience in the library I allowed myself to look a little further into the subject of `` communications . '' Miss Fellows wrote them out at my request whenever they `` came '' to her . Writers on Spiritualism have described the process so frequently , that it is unnecessary for me to dwell upon it at length . The influences took her unawares in the usual manner .