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134Mrs. Z. ’s guide, a nun called Edna, when she came, arose from the carpet two feet infront of me; she was wearing a smaller cross than she wore two years ago when I last saw her. Afterstopping two or three minutes she dematerialised, and soon afterwards rose from the carpet in thesame place as before.My father and mother came together, and a little girl in Scotch plaid, said to be a guide of anartist in Canada, came to Mr. and Mrs. Z.I should mention that, shortly after Grayfeather took possession of Jonson, he made thelatter rise and collect magnetism from Mrs. Jonson and us sitters, with his hands. This he appearedto throw into the cabinet.Thursday, January 19, 1911. With the Jonsons. Sitters, Mr. and Mrs. Z., their two nieces,Mrs. Wriedt, and myself. The atmospheric conditions were satisfactory, but the séance was not sogood as that of January 10.(97) Grayfeather took possession of Jonson easily; he caused him to rise from his chair andthrow his hands about as before, collecting magnetism from his wife and the sitters, and throwing itinto the cabinet. Viola came out of the cabinet early, and flitted about, peering into our faces as shedid at the last seance. With her consent I took hold of her tresses of long hair on either side of herhead with both hands, drew her face gently down to mine, and kissed her. It was precisely the sameas kissing any ordinary mortal. This experiment, in the interest of science, was remarked upon withjeers by “Kitty” inside the cabinet, who called out: “Oh! oh! he’s all amongst the girls !“ I was toldafterwards that this is a favour sometimes accorded by Viola to old friends. The light was quitegood enough to see the face and form clearly down to her feet. She then retired into the cabinet.During a subsequent seance at the house of Mr. Kaiser, in Detroit, Kitty spoke to me in the dark,and, among other things, said: “Viola thought that kiss of yours real nice.Dr. Sharp, Mrs. Wriedt’s control, came according to a promise made to us at Detroit. It waseasy to recognise the face and long beard as he appears in his picture in Mrs. Wriedt’s drawingroom;but, otherwise, he appeared to me to be very phantasmal, evidently not a solid form. Mrs.Wriedt had a conversation with him. I heard him say, “I came to keep my promise”; but he couldnot stop very long.Hypatia and Cleopatra manifested, and were both shy. I had no opportunity of testing theirtangibility. Friends and relatives appeared to all the party.The name Alldin was given. I went up to the cabinet and saw a vague figure of a man, butcould not make out the face. I put out my left hand, and clutched the lapel of a tweed coat. Itevaded my hand after I had held it for two or three seconds; there was no struggle, and the formvanished.(98) The same old relative whom I saw on the 10th came again. I got the name clearly, andsaw the form at the opening of the cabinet. I approached her closely; she kissed me, as she would inlife, and I instantly put my right hand straight through the white garment. Until my hand bad gonethrough about a foot or fifteen inches, it encountered no resistance; then my fingers met a slightobstruction, somewhat hard. There was, at this moment, a stagger back of the form, and itdisappeared.After this a white form tried to rise from the carpet outside the cabinet, but failed and sankagain.Jonson came out of trance very suddenly. This was the only occasion upon which there wasany sign that my experiments had disturbed him. He was quite himself in a few minutes and nonethe worse; but my guide (who must have been in the cabinet and seen what I was doing at the time)referred to the incident a few days later, in Detroit, and warned me that it must not be repeated.Friday, February 3, 1911. 2.30 to 4.40 p.m. Sitting with Jonson. Conditions good. The partyconsisted of Mrs. Wriedt, Mr. and Mrs. Newton, a lady friend of theirs, Mr. Xander, anothergentleman, and myself. The most interesting event in this seance will be described in the nextchapter. It was by a mere accident that I was able to attend at all, and I consider myself fortunatein witnessing the final act of a pretty episode.

135All the party got something. To me came Cleopatra, a seaman called “Carey,” andAdmiral T. I did not see any of the faces clearly except that of Ada Newton.Grayfeather, talking through the lips of Jonson, was very indignant that his picture was notin the seance-room; it is in the drawing-room downstairs; “I want my shadow here.” Then followeda description of what he would have done to his squaw if she had not obeyed him. Dr. Sharpappeared —much the same as before, very unsubstantial; but he was able to talk a little in whispersabout a matter we had been discussing in Detroit.On both this and the last occasion Mrs. Wriedt gave much assistance, not only by bringingextra power, but in sensing names and telling us who was present and who was coming out of thecabinet. Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Jonson were very well ; taking it all round, the light was much lessthan usual.Saturday, February 4,1911. Alone with the Jonsons. 2 to 3.15 p.m. Both Mr. and Mrs.Jonson unwell, and Jonson did not go into trance. Finding we could get nothing outside the cabinet,we then sat inside. The only phenomenon we got was a whisper through the trumpet, “Iola.”Tuesday, February 7, 1911. Alone with Mrs. Jonson in the cabinet. First appeared awretched etherealisation of Iola, not the least like her. Then the voice of Viola through the trumpet;then Catherine and Alldin. They none of them had much to say except promises of help in theexpected Jonson experiments.Iola then came in for a long talk, lasting nearly, if not quite, half-an-hour. Most of it was of aprivate character. The voice came from above my head.Q.: “Where did I spend yesterday afternoon?”A.: “With Mr. and Mrs. Z. You had a very pleasant afternoon with the family.” (Correct.)Q.: “What did we talk about ?”A.: “I could not hear properly everything.”Oviola spoke for a minute or two, and called herself Mr. Z .’s papoose.Finally, Hypatia, who said she would always come at my call, and would help in theprojected experiments.Wednesday, February 8, 1911. Alone with the Jonsons, 5.45 to 6.25 p.m. Jonson ill, withwhat he thought was lumbago, but what turned out to be kidney disease. He determined to sit.The only phenomenon that took place was the materialisation of my guide. She made four or fivegood attempts to come well outside the cabinet into the light. I saw her plainly; her eyes wereluminous, and the face bore that unearthly reddish, dimpled appearance which is so common withmaterialised forms. She spoke a sentence that quite settled her identity, as it referred to occurrencesin another city; but, though it was a beautiful face, it was not a good simulacrum of Iola. The buildand height, however, were correct. On one occasion I looked inside the cabinet and found nothingwhatever, though her white form had only the instant before passed the curtains. Jonson,controlled by Grayfeather, helped her with his power on one side, and Mrs. Jonson on the other,each time she reappeared from the cabinet. The second or third time she came I took hold of herright hand, which she gave me, but, to my surprise, it was rather roughly torn from mine. At asubsequent seance at Detroit I asked Sharp to tell me how a form, apparently so feeble, acquiredthe strength for this. He said my hand imparted the strength to hers; but Grayfeather said heassisted her to disengage herself, and he added: “I draw from you to keep spirit [form] on her feet.”Friday, February 10, 1911. Visited the Jonsons at 2 p.m. Found Jonson very bad, quiteunfit to sit. The public seance of the night before had been fairly successful. I booked the whole ofthe next week for seances; but he never sat again for me, as his malady increased. On Saturday,February 11, Grayfeather came to me at Detroit, fifty miles off, and told me his medium was veryill and could do no more for me. This incident is related in the next chapter.So ended my experiences with these excellent mediums. I thank them for their confidence inme, and their readiness to meet my wishes in every particular. I should like to have continued myexperiments by studying the dematerialisation of spirit forms while holding them by the hand; butit does not much matter. I proved, conclusively, that what I have conjectured for two years is

135All the party got something. To me came Cleopatra, a seaman called “Carey,” andAdmiral T. I did not see any of the faces clearly except that of Ada Newton.Grayfeather, talking through the lips of Jonson, was very indignant that his picture was notin the seance-room; it is in the drawing-room downstairs; “I want my shadow here.” <strong>The</strong>n followeda description of what he would have done to his squaw if she had not obeyed him. Dr. Sharpappeared —much the same as before, very unsubstantial; but he was able to talk a little in whispersabout a matter we had been discussing in Detroit.On both this and the last occasion Mrs. Wriedt gave much assistance, not only by bringingextra power, but in sensing names and telling us who was present and who was coming out of thecabinet. Neither Mr. nor Mrs. Jonson were very well ; taking it all round, the light was much lessthan usual.Saturday, February 4,1911. Alone with the Jonsons. 2 to 3.15 p.m. Both Mr. and Mrs.Jonson unwell, and Jonson did not go into trance. Finding we could get nothing outside the cabinet,we then sat inside. <strong>The</strong> only phenomenon we got was a whisper through the trumpet, “Iola.”Tuesday, February 7, 1911. Alone with Mrs. Jonson in the cabinet. First appeared awretched etherealisation of Iola, not the least like her. <strong>The</strong>n the voice of Viola through the trumpet;then Catherine and Alldin. <strong>The</strong>y none of them had much to say except promises of help in theexpected Jonson experiments.Iola then came in for a long talk, lasting nearly, if not quite, half-an-hour. Most of it was of aprivate character. <strong>The</strong> voice came from above my head.Q.: “Where did I spend yesterday afternoon?”A.: “With Mr. and Mrs. Z. You had a very pleasant afternoon with the family.” (Correct.)Q.: “What did we talk about ?”A.: “I could not hear properly everything.”Oviola spoke for a minute or two, and called herself Mr. Z .’s papoose.Finally, Hypatia, who said she would always come at my call, and would help in theprojected experiments.Wednesday, February 8, 1911. Alone with the Jonsons, 5.45 to 6.25 p.m. Jonson ill, withwhat he thought was lumbago, but what turned out to be kidney disease. He determined to sit.<strong>The</strong> only phenomenon that took place was the materialisation of my guide. She made four or fivegood attempts to come well outside the cabinet into the light. I saw her plainly; her eyes wereluminous, and the face bore that unearthly reddish, dimpled appearance which is so common withmaterialised forms. She spoke a sentence that quite settled her identity, as it referred to occurrencesin another city; but, though it was a beautiful face, it was not a good simulacrum of Iola. <strong>The</strong> buildand height, however, were correct. On one occasion I looked inside the cabinet and found nothingwhatever, though her white form had only the instant before passed the curtains. Jonson,controlled by Grayfeather, helped her with his power on one side, and Mrs. Jonson on the other,each time she reappeared from the cabinet. <strong>The</strong> second or third time she came I took hold of herright hand, which she gave me, but, to my surprise, it was rather roughly torn from mine. At asubsequent seance at Detroit I asked Sharp to tell me how a form, apparently so feeble, acquiredthe strength for this. He said my hand imparted the strength to hers; but Grayfeather said heassisted her to disengage herself, and he added: “I draw from you to keep spirit [form] on her feet.”Friday, February 10, 1911. Visited the Jonsons at 2 p.m. Found Jonson very bad, quiteunfit to sit. <strong>The</strong> public seance of the night before had been fairly successful. I booked the whole ofthe next week for seances; but he never sat again for me, as his malady increased. On Saturday,February 11, Grayfeather came to me at Detroit, fifty miles off, and told me his medium was veryill and could do no more for me. This incident is related in the next chapter.So ended my experiences with these excellent mediums. I thank them for their confidence inme, and their readiness to meet my wishes in every particular. I should like to have continued myexperiments by studying the dematerialisation of spirit forms while holding them by the hand; butit does not much matter. I proved, conclusively, that what I have conjectured for two years is

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