Message From Beyond

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In the spring of 1897 Mr. James Markham, a wealthy shoe manufacturer ofCape Town, was temporarily living in the little town of Montagu in the area known as the Boland,(High country) 400 miles North-east of Cape Town. Mr. Markham had had " marital-trouble with his wife," from whom he had separated a year before...

The Multi Directional Shadow

Whether the trouble was anything more serious than "incompatibility," he was probably the only person that knew: he was not addicted to the vice of confidences. Yet he had related the incident herein, to at least one other person without demanding a pledge of secrecy. Who had moved to Europe, shortly after.

One evening he had left the house of his brother whom he was visiting, for a stroll in the brisk country air. It may be assumed--whatever the value of the assumption in connection with what is said to have occurred-- that his mind was occupied with reflections on his domestic situation and the distressing changes that they had brought about in his life.

Markham was Lost

Whatever may have been his thoughts, they had so preoccupied his mind, that he observed neither the lapse of time nor where his feet were taking him; all he knew was that he had wandered far beyond the town limits and was traversing a lonely region by a road that had no resemblance to the one by which he had left the town. In short, he was "lost."

Realizing his dilemma , he smiled; the Boland is not a region of dangers, nor does one remain lost for long, in it. He turned around and started retracing his steps, back the way that he had come. Before he had gone far he observed that the landscape was becoming more distinct as everything was covered in a soft, red glow in which he saw his shadow clearly projected in the road in front of him. "The moon is rising," he said to himself.

The Red Light Suddenly Flared Up

Then he remembered that it was about the time of the new moon, and if that the mysterious orb was in one of its stages of visibility, yet, it had set hours earlier! He stopped and turned around, seeking the source of the rapidly brightening red light. As he did so, his shadow turned and lay along the road in front of him as before.

The strange light still came from behind him. That was extremely unnerving; he could not understand it. Again and again, he turned facing successively to every point of the horizon. Always the shadow was angled in front and the red light behind him, "a still and ominous red."

Markham was astonished--"dumfounded" is the word that he used in telling it. To test the intensity of the light which nature and source he could not determine, he took out his fob watch to see if he could make out the figures on the dial. They were clearly visible, and the hands indicated the hour of eleven o'clock and twenty-five minutes.

At that moment the mysterious illumination suddenly flared up, into an almost blinding red splendor, flushing the entire night sky, extinguishing the stars and throwing the monstrous shadow of himself obliquely towards the landscape.

She Appeared As If Floating In Mid Air

In that unearthly illumination he saw near him, but apparently in the air at a considerable elevation, the figure of his wife, clad in her night-clothing and holding to her breast the figure of his baby son. Her eyes were fixed upon his with an expression which he afterward, had found himself unable to name or to describe, other than that it was "not of this world."

The flare was momentarily, followed by utter darkness, in which, however, the apparition still remained visibly white and motionless; then by indescribable degrees it started to fade and finally vanished, like a bright image etched onto the retina after the closing of one's eyes.

Entering Montagu From The Opposite Direction...

A peculiarity of the spectral apparition, which was hardly noticed at the time, but recalled afterward, was that it showed only the upper half of the woman's figure: nothing was visible below the waist.

The sudden darkness was gradually dissipating as all objects of his environment became visible again. In the dawn of the morning Markham found himself entering Montagu at a point opposite to that at which he had left it. He soon arrived at the house of his brother, who hardly recognized him. He was wild-eyed, haggard, and gray as a rat. Almost incoherent, as he related his night's experience.

"Go to bed, my poor fellow," said his brother, "We shall hear more of this later."

An hour later as Markham slept, the predestined telegram had arrived. Markham's house in one of the more affluent suburbs of Cape Town, had been completely gutted by fire. His wife's escape cut off by the flames, she had appeared at an upper window, her child in her arms. She had stood, motionless, apparently dazed. Just as the firemen had arrived with a ladder, the floor had given way, and she was seen no more.

The moment of this culminating horror was eleven o'clock and twenty- five minutes, standard time.

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author avatar Tranquilpen
"Freedom of the mind is the truest form…a cognizant act to enfold the unexplored."
Quote by: Andre G Hartslief


I write motivational articles and coach people to be all that they can be

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author avatar Steve Kinsman
31st Mar 2013 (#)

Fascinating story, Tranquilpen, and marvelously written. Thank you.

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Thank you so much Steve, your sincere comments and star awards always make my day.

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
31st Mar 2013 (#)

yes fascinating and incredible...thank you Andre

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Hello CNW, your comments always inspire me towards excellence dear friend\O/

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
1st Apr 2013 (#)

Another incredible tale - quite gripping till the end. Thank you TP - siva

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Much appreciated Siva my friend.

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author avatar Retired
1st Apr 2013 (#)

Fascinating tale and riveting. Well done!

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

My stories are inspired by the positive critique from seasoned writers such as yourself RDN. Thank you.

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author avatar M G Singh
1st Apr 2013 (#)

Very interesting post

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

I really enjoyed writing this tale, thank you Madan.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
1st Apr 2013 (#)

chilling my friend...

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Thank you for reading it Delicia.

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author avatar Kingwell
19th Apr 2013 (#)

I believe this could have happened. There is much that we don't understand.

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Hello Kingwell, I feel it appropriate to quote these famous words as comment, from hamlet:"There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio,Than are dreamt of in your philosophy".- Hamlet (1.5.166-7), Hamlet to Horatio

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author avatar Songbird B
29th Apr 2013 (#)

A fascinating atmospheric tale Andre' that riveted me from start to finish dear friend..\0/x

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author avatar Tranquilpen
29th Apr 2013 (#)

I am honoured by your masterful use of the words: "atmospheric tale" where unto I can but hope to aspire some day I last saw them used by a literary critic to describe the bestselling novel by author Phillipe Claudel in France:"By a slow river", the winner of the Prix Renaudot, It is a mesmerizing and atmospheric tale of three mysterious deaths... Thank you so much.

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author avatar Songbird B
13th May 2013 (#)

When I read something that captivates me so much that I become so immersed within it Andre', that to me is a sign of a good writer who knows how to create atmosphere..Guess what my friend? You do! \0/x

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author avatar Mariah
29th Apr 2013 (#)

Fantastic and compelling read
There are indeed more things in heaven and earth we don't understand.
This story gave me goosebumps
Thank you for such a captivating share
Mariah

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