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The death of tenor James Moore



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From Death Bed Visions – Sir William Barrett
From Dr Wilson of New York describing the death of American tenor James Moore

It was about four o'clock, and the dawn for which he had been watching was creeping in through the shutters, when, as I bent over the bed I noticed that his face was quite calm and his eyes clear.

The poor fellow looked up into my face, and taking my hand in both of his, he said,

‘You’ve been a good friend to me, Doctor. You’ve stood by me.'

Then something which I shall never forget to my dying day happened, something which is utterly indescribable………. the only way that I can express it is that he was transported into another world, … although I cannot satisfactorily explain the matter to myself

[Then] he said in a stronger voice than he had used since I had attended him.

‘There is Mother!  Why Mother, have you come here to see me ?  No, no, I'm coming to see you. Just wait, Mother, I am almost over. I can jump it. Wait, Mother’

On his face there was a look of inexpressible happiness


From Ernesto Bozzano - Psychic phenomena at the moment of death [110 cases suggesting survival after death]

Dr. Wilson, of New York, who attended the last moments of the tenor James Moore, speaks of it as follows:

 It was four o'clock, and the light of dawn, which he had anxiously awaited, was beginning to filter through the shutters. I bowed to him and saw that his face was calm and his gaze limpid. The poor patient looked at me and, shaking my hand in his, he said:

"You have been a good friend to me, doctor. You have not left me".

Then there was a fact that I will not forget until my last day, something that my pen is powerless to describe. I cannot express myself otherwise than by saying that, while he seemed to preserve all his reason, he was transported into the beyond, and, although I am not able to explain the thing to myself, I am absolutely convinced that he had entered the spiritual residence. In fact, raising his voice much more than he had done during his illness, he exclaimed,

"Here is my mother! Are you here to see me, mother? No, no; it is I who will come to you. Wait a moment, my mother; I am almost free; I can join you. Wait a minute. "

His face had an expression of inexpressible happiness; the way he spoke made me feel that I had never felt so far; he saw his mother and he spoke to her. I am equally convinced that I am sitting here right now.

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