I am not superstitious. I may have a soft place in my head like the greater part of man and woman kind, but I am not so weak as to believe in witchcraft, or in omens, or warnings. I never did believe in them, nor in dreams (generally speaking), though as to these latter phenomena I will not speak positively, for reasons which I could give, though I shall not just now. Nor do I believe in apparitions, most of which may be easily accounted for by the state of the seer’s health, or of his nerves, or by the state of the atmosphere, or a hundred other circumstances. But I will say, without fear of contradiction from any reasonable person, that some things are quite unaccountable, though they cannot either be denied or explained away.