Mr. Marshall's deliverance from a train accident

“With mind intent on business, Mr. Marshall (only Marshall is not his name) was quickly making his way to the other end of the train, when he found himself seized with a violent but unaccountable aversion to enter it. Amazed, he said to himself, "What's up now?" Common sense answered not a word; but there stronger still, was the horror of the train. ... When he attempted to enter the carriage door, his hand on the handle, the repugnance grew so strong that he felt, so to speak, as if dragged back by an invisible power. ... The remembrance of that moment's shock, said he in relating to us the story, will never, I think, fade from my mind. Before me, like lightning, flashed the experiences of the past few hours. The strong aversion to going on in that ill-fated train; the almost sensible touch of a withholding hand, when, in spite of the repugnance, I was about to enter the carriage; then the sudden recollection of a forgotten friend and the resolution to pay that fruitless visit to his house—these singular causes had saved me, in all probability, from the fate which had befallen so many of my fellow-passengers. — Millennial Star 83:17”