He passed from the room, and then I saw the figure of a little child standing at the foot of the bed. I looked closely and recognized my little brother Teddy, who had been drowned nearly twenty years before. I seemed to know that he had come from the spirit world, and in my anxiety I sprang from the bed, and, resting one knee upon the floor, I gazed intently at him. He stepped near me, and I took one little arm in my hand. Although a spirit, he seemed palpable to my touch. I said:
"I think you are my little brother Teddy; but it is so long since I saw you that I had almost forgotten how you looked."
Then the thought came into my mind that I must ask him some question. I said:
"Teddy, have you seen our Heavenly Father yet?"
He answered in the sweet voice of a child:
"No—but I shall see Him."
I noticed that he was trembling, and that from his eyes there went a glance of fear to the open door. I asked again:
"Have you brought any message to me?"
To this question he answered, "Yes," shaking at the time more violently with fear; but he turned his glance from the door and his eyes looked straight into mine, and he came nestling into my arms. He lifted the fore finger of his right hand toward my face and said:
"Only be true!"