THE DALLES DAILY CHRONICLE — APRIL 13, 1891
SAVED BY PRESENTIMENTS ♢ Strange and Mysterious Warnings
Heeded in Time to Escape Death.
“I want to tell you a story,” said Dr. Moliere, a well known physician. “I’m not a superstitions man, nor do I believe in dreams, but for the third or fourth time in my life I was saved by a premonition. I got aboard car No. 81, on the Sutter street line, at the ferry, to ride up to my office. As usual I walked to the forward end of the car, took a seat in the corner with my back to the driver, and, pulling a paper from my pocket, was soon deeply engrossed in the news. Suddenly something said to me, ‘Go to the other end of the car.’
“Acting on impulse I changed my seat, and so rapid were my movements that the other passengers in the car noticed them. Remember, I was sitting in the first place with my back to the driver. I was paying no attention to anything but my newspaper, and the premonition, if I may so call it, could not have come from any outside influence, such as seeing approaching danger: but, sir, I had not been in my new seat more than five seconds when the tongue of a heavy loaded wagon crushed through the side of the car just where I had been first seated, and had I not changed my seat my back would have been broken by the wagon tongue.
“As I said,” continued the doctor “I am not superstitious, but the incident I have just related, taken in connection with
