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Death and its Mystery – After Death – Camille Flammarian

On Sunday, January 12, 1891, about six o’clock in the evening, Ernest, our little boy, aged twenty-three months and twelve days, was on his father's knee in, the chimney-corner, in the kitchen.

He began to wriggle, and cried: “Lady! Up there! Lady!” He got down and climbed the stairs which led to the upper room, above the kitchen; we followed him with a candle, greatly puzzled. As soon as he reached the second floor, he ran to the bed in which his grandmother had died three months and a half before, on September 26, 1890. Since he did not see her, he went all around the room looking for her. At last he saw her at the window and ran to her, crying:

 “Lady! Grandmamma! Oh, pretty lady!" smiling, stretching out his little arms to take her in them.

When he reached the window, the vision, it would seem, moved to the corner of the room, where he followed it, but without being able to seize it. Finally it moved to the window, where it vanished.

There he made signs to it; spoke to it: “Good-bye Oh, pretty Grandmamma . . Gone Don’t see any more; let’s go away"-all this in his childish language, so easily understood.

The next day he went up again several times without seeing anything. In the afternoon of the day following that, he went up, carried by his mother. He looked about for some time ; at length he saw her, for about five minutes, and greeted her once more:

 “How d’y’ do, Grandmamma! Oh, pretty Grandmamma!”

Ernest was nineteen and a half months old when his grandmother died. He loved her dearly. He had never seen her except in the bed in which she died after eight months of a long and very cruel illness. Ernest is neither more nervous nor more intelligent than other children of his age. When he was asked where his grandmother was, he used to answer that she had gone to heaven, without knowing what that meant. She had not been mentioned for several days before the manifestation.

BREMOND (JOSEPH).

MADAME BREMOND