by DAVID c. BAILLIB. ‘
”burn Bey.
{wwwld have removed them. In view
f present And increasing interest in
-’ [W matters. it is worth while
I“ ‘prdent a specific report 0! this
._ manifestation. with the connotation
fillet u well_known physician and
fifteen hes Just said to me: '"I am
I ” “nihi- from-being prepared to~deny
Get there is an 'x' or unknown
identity in the equation of life. This
” is e subject which it behooves us to
. dpproech and study with an open
- mind."
i , ' _I m n hardened and experienced
newspaper man; and not gullible.
, As a. young reporter I chronicled the
investigation in New York at which
Katie Fox, of the famous Fox Sisters,
heroines‘ot the Rochester knockings
which heralded modern S-piritualism
M a. cult, pretended to give a physi-
cal explanation of the rappings. The
explanation was fantastic and un-
believable; but it brought ridicule
on all "Spiritualist" phenomena; and
‘Irh‘ad not bestowed on ”knocking"
onejuerinus thought, until a genuine
rati‘ot‘ knocking was produced with-
out physical intervention in my
A friend‘s ennntry cottage. nt‘ur Bur-
yili'igton. \'t.
The old lady of Siwlhurn Buy is
not it pmi‘essiunnl 1l‘\’_\('l.lt' interme-
diary; which is tin' n--\\ rt-s-u’trt-i. way
of saying spirit mmiium. Un
cont gleaming l \'..t:< :it my friend's
cottage. There nun with tz< :1 Pro-
tensor of Physics! (not l‘syt'hit‘s——
the very opposite) a! ll grunt Nurth-
crn university.
lie tu‘i us in simple. straightfor-
wurd manner tim! lir. S'r Arthur
Conan Doyle and (':l\l'r Luigi.-
are on tht risht pith, in his opinion;
and from his it"i\‘nilili
drew examples and hummus justify-
ing that opinion.
Vermont, I situuhi .: lii.
Stutc. Almost any nmn “1:31 :1 live
soul will he imprt-ssrtl by the mystic
influences mnnii't-st tht- lint‘IH'itl
hour of n still Hllilllili'i‘ t-vu-zifngz; this
hour between tht' yinnmint: 41ml the
mlrk. in that lililil ut‘ ll.lll'll~‘li let’rl
and pools and fairy i'tilitn‘. 13”)”le;
land ot’ ti'tltlltltlll {lllll runnm‘w; haul
ll rt"
Szr
t'Xllt‘l'lt‘iil‘t)
i< :in w-ric
in
of known and unknown Iliillili‘. and
pioneer gruw-s, suvnyu mun :u:.i “viv-
ilized" man in one l‘t‘tl ivtli‘iI-ll hivnt;
land of grewsoms- incidents in the
enszmguined youth of this bitterly
born nation.
The professor tlwpurietl, leaving us
impressed and creepy; fur when the
erudite begin to preach that the era
of psychic communication among all
the sons of men. illll'it‘ilt :1 nl mud-
cm, is at hand, following the era 0!
wireless. what shall the less informed
say? I was thinking about tit-mnns,
cecodemons (ind eudcm-Ins, friends
and familinrs' sucruhi nml sut‘cubne;
vampires (real, not imitation) ghouls,
heels, Jinns, for when. is named the
liquor that formerly i'oundationed the
rickey; of bogies, koboids, dwergers,
sprites. outes, nlxles, pigwidgeons,
specters. npparitions, visions. shades,
wraiths. boggnrts, banshees and all
manner of supernatural, weird, un-
canny. unearthly, spectral. ghostly
demoniacai, angelic and haunting
things. ‘
Unseen Force Arrive».
There was a door behind and to
the ten or the old lady. who am
sitting opposite end to the left ,0!
me: the position of the door
with‘ relstion to me being there-
for-eat the end of a diagonal line
from my right hand. This door.
which led to another room. wss IJII'.
end was In my view. The back at
*m‘y‘elnir we: not for from on elit-
side door. opened full width. lending
. to the porch. then doorwny belnl
meshed. =
-
fil‘ old Inhioned we, end cluttered
with books ~end pictures—431m old
flew W style—w“ well lighted.
It wee-bout {E ii. and the M6
‘3..- e lem‘hotelueerbw. It
" ,_»'-hboumun¢ limes-
,BPIRIT rep stertled me while
I wee calling on e lonely
old lady who lives beside
me Chemplnin.
3“”: »fl 1 had had any doubts of the gene
"' dimes. o! the signal. its sequel
' The room. furnished in e eroded » «
in the stage setting to suggest or in-
flte it. When doors or windowsm
opened in such a cottsge the occu-
pants are practically in a mere nook
or niche of the open air; hardly
strictly housebound.
In spite of the spooky turn to the
conversation which had been given
by the professor, and the natural se—
quel, of mentality. predisposed to ac-
cept anything that might happen—
the ghost story frame at mind. well
known to everybody—there .was not
at this particular time any more than
at any other time any valid reason
for anticipating progressive develop-
ments. I was about to make my
excuses and follow the'professor cut-
ward when-suddenly (of course
suddenly—there was no preliminary
whistling of throat clearing) there
came to the inner door, njar diagon-
nliy opposite me, an Unseen Force—
and —- "B-r-r-r-r-r-f—r-Tat-Tat-Ta "
-—tlried at the pin.
If you have read old ballads and
visited old New England and Old
Iiilfiflflilii nntl Auiti Scotland houses.
you knew what that means.
(in the outer door of such dwell-
ings hang it rnsper and a pin sus-
pends-.1 from :1 Chill“. mid n knocker.
th. outside of the
door lllltl sun-king to have it opened,
being at the
sei7e the pin and on the rnsrer make
:1 noise like that made on :1 modern
fence by a modern small boy run-
ning alum: nntl rattling a stick or
the
r:til.~:~\vli:\tt~vt-r nrt‘
uprights,
they,
rune. on posts, slats,
nnywny?
linving rnspt-tl, or tiried m the pin.
ynn raise the hammer part of the
linm‘kvr "Tat-tut-tnt-lnt."
“'eil, that's what happened on the
and g0
inner dour which stood ajnr behind
my ngml friend. Butt—«There wasn't
uny pin on it. and there wasn't any
ritspvr, and there wasn't any knucker.
It was as plain an old
\vmnlt-n tiUOl‘ us ever was painted or
varnished. . . And there wasn‘t
anybody at lt—thnt I could see.
The noise was evolved with such
percusslunul clarity and staccato def-
lniteness that when my hostess said
to me:
“That was a. rap!"
I misunderstood her. and my brain »
eagerly but mistakenly grabbing at
the commonplace materialism in
which all our poor brains are edu—
cated, I echoed, inquiringly. ."A rat?"
No Such Thing on Dead.
I am trying to rcport whet hep-
pened just exactly as it happened;
because I wish you to understand
that the orchestral accompaniment.
if there had humans. would not have
been Strings Pinicati all the time.
The ridiculous seems to 'be the Mr.
Hyde of Dr. Jekyll the Sublime. and
the transition. from one to t'other is
——well, everybody knows about thet.
so I won't empllfy. ‘
Along withmymlstnken monosyl-
lnble I projected to ‘my Iriend s. wave
of pity, continuing to think in terms
of rodents.
“Poor women!" (I mentalised).
"living here ell alone in this rat in:
tested old hut.”
“'No! No! No!” enunciated h“
_ voice, in brisk and horrified protut
"Not a. rat . . . I—nldTe—RAP. . . .
And I think it is North again. She
has been paying visits to me for e'
week."
. "Who in Norah?"
“My sister on the other side."
“The other side? You menu—1h
-—thet is to sci—is she and?"
"No. lnde ‘ she is not deed! How
cnn she be
room here ..ith us end signaling to
us? Theres no such condition In
'dced.’ Surely antennas should
know th'nt? ‘Jesus taught it explic-
itly and three my worm, saying.
The! the dead In Clive}
"No; I tell you there's no such
thenshetsiuthe'
« WERE THEY...
A Reporter’s Narrative of
Transpired Midst the , Mys
' Land of Romance and
condition as ‘dendu" in ‘1” usually ' - ; .;_ .- .. . E'
accepted meaning or that word.
“Norah hasn't her body. She he.
learned to do without it. But she‘ is
alive—more alive‘ than ever show:
and is more active than ever she welt}
“Please don't go—I want you to-
stay. Something is about to happen.
I am sure of it. Norah m'ade that
noise to attract our attentiom. So ‘ >.
let's keep qu" _ . .
She fell back in her chair. Her
eyes were glazed. The .“Iashion of
her countenance was changed"——ln-
deed it looked deathlike: and a
strange voice issuing from her mouth
began in even monotone to deliver a.
homily on spirit conditions. The
substance of the message was trite.
and the alleged or claimant sender,
whusv identity was not revealed, was
rather tedious or prosy. although
very earnest. Apparently the sender
was a man. That couldtbe gathered
by the listener. His statement was
:1 diffuse paraphrase of Longiellow’s
more succinct and compact:
"Life is real; life is earnest
Anti the grave is not its goal.
'Dust thou art; to dust returnest'
“he; not spoken of the Soul."
Some Power From Outside.
The speaker said we should live all
we can and as well as we can to the
Jimlt of our opportunities; at the
highest possible pitch of endeavor
and attainment. The language used
was excellent. Words were well
chosen and phraeeology Wm
Indeed the message sounded as it it.
were being read trom a dull book: so
exact was it and so for from conver-
sational in structure. II‘he stuff in sub-
stance and quality resembled the
“strenuous lite" material Theodore
Booeevelt used to give to interview- ,
era when he kindly assisted them to
fill space without committing himselt
to definite politics; in. masterly col-
lection of abstracts which gave the
ear the impression 0! being con-
cretes. until the post-interview and
disenglnmoured intellect analysed
them. Sometimes, without Roose-
velt's accompanying action. his ges-
tures. his oratory. hls~handclapplnsfl
his knee slupplngs, his desk
whackings. his clenched fist thump<
tugs. his trownings, his facial
expressions, his teeth revealing
smiles end-grins. the matter or
his discourse would have been dull
and tedious end proey. Prey do not
misunderstand me. I am not icono-
clnstlng T. R. I em merely stating
thst en old lady in Vermont sermon-
ised in a teshion and with e vocabu-
lary reminiscent of T. R. and gave
a remarkably close imitation of the
style and the verbel output of a. man
she never had seen and never heard
speak. The "visitor." however. was
not identified. I have no idea who
he‘wss (or what. it was).
fly friend straightened up in her
chair. and the eloquent outnow was
pulled. 'She rubbed her eyes.
"tht was I'talking about?" she
asked- “Bomb power from outside
otmetookposeeseionotme. . . .
No‘—it is not the first time anything
“k0 M has happened to me. x
but“? Bald anything about it. I
haven’t told any one. . . . mm
.- physical point of view I don't like ,
‘t' T“ “"111 “I very greet. and one
°f ”‘59 Gal's I'll be stepping out ‘
with one of my visitors. .
Norah who is bringing them, I m
n
his of latm . . , . ,
Andamysbewenteulmlinm >
herselfbeck'in heroism-Eng
tic Influences-
Haunted
. (It’s.
I seem talisman-WP
an Impromptu Seance Which
of;Verinont, ' .
Lakes
. J 3 V r
\tl'.\"
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concerned. but delivering message-
like a human wireless receiver—-
which. I should venture to guess. is
what she was. temporarily.
I gathered trom,tbe talk that an-
other male spirit was using Mia
Blank's vocal organs. He was anx-
ious I should know that he and “his
band" were taking good care of
' their “little sister." He talked volu-
bly for ten or fifteen minutes. with-
out eaying anything striking or im»
portant. I think spirits. es talkers.
are even gebbier than human be-
ings. They seem to be in the con-
Ution ascribed by Disraeli to Glad-
stone. "Intoxicated by the exuber—
ance of their own verbosity.“
When Miss Blank recovered con-
sciousness (in Scripture! language.
when the mix-it departed from her).
she said: “I recognised, _ that one.
That was Oneonte.” " '
- "Yes?"
"An Indian triend of mine.”
“Oh! What mediums-ch an In-..
dlen gtude?” ‘ : .
“I don’t know. I cannot say that
I am a medlum. although I have been
told. I have mediumistic tendencies
and could be developed."
I perceived that Miss Blank re-
garded mediums and mediumshlp
with very great respect. She was
much impressed by the suggestion
Oneonte. is her "Indian guide." I
bed heard that some New York pro-
fessional mediums are eager to claim
Indlan guides. thetheory being that
Indiana, children or nature. who have
lived "in the open." are first rote
scouts and pathfinder: “on the other
side." ‘ .
"But how do you know this com-
municator is an Indian and that his
namevls Oneonta'!" I inquired. skep-
tlcelly. A “wild Indian's" command
of fluent English was puullng me.
"He has told me ht heme; and—v!
—huve—seen—him. He has Elam
bimselt to me. One day when Iwus.
lying back in mgr-reclining clitr he
came behind me sud stooped over me
and looked into my eyes. -. -. a
He was in full costume—'4 could s?‘
the feathers of New _
hoe. munch» " ‘
features of his
PI
7 ‘\ ..
‘l " \e,
t
tiiiilmfimumw
i
Her voice became feeble
Her face wés grayish white.
vinced ' by whit I saw.
7-. we... ”mum 130°61'83”“: 3
that I hove
2 . xeuwmtenheraboutm
’1“?ny hiend's spell of me-
, what'the Scotch can the second sights lion-hip was ended abruptly,
My medlumsh -
Iknowpymy, .
times transcen‘ “dental or will
Wm BM .mom me; e e a
"True. I have
died of educetlou nor have ‘1 ac-
Her eyes glazed—then closed.
She appeared to be
dead . . . I was scared.
with the materialistic whites: when
they lived next to nature, and knew
the nature spirits, whom they later
Joined. becoming themselves na-
ture spirits win: stronz huw
sympathies. The Indians are not
gone from the North American con-
tinent. In their old haunts they
hide. On their old trolls they hunt——
perhaps forever and forever—per-
haps to be removed later to another
sphere—perhaps to return."
“But." I persisted, "in the case,
say, of Oueonta, does that include
the power to speak English even it
he knew nothing or the language
when he was alive—had never even
heard or it?" '
"When he was alive? He is still
alive. -When was be dead! He did
not know English when -he was first
living in what we new cell the
United States. in- the land‘ of his
forefathers. that we now occupy.,He
has learned English since he went
into the advanced mhere of existence
in which he now continues to live.‘
"He- now understands English‘
perfectly; and. that 3 why he can
act as a communicating and guiding
spirit for an English «speaking
women. I do not understand any
other language. I may leter—-but
new—no." :-
"Oneonte, you say. she: teamed.
English?” , .
“Oh. yes; and is‘very glad of op-
portunities to express himself through
me: and is verytalthnn ind grate-
Iul end-devoted to me. Bebe; done ‘
some really very extraordinerydeeds
for hie—waved. a, man’s 'flf¢,‘\”§§r :ln-
stancefk '7, , ”f 7-
"When *Do'lspfrlts think a ma- ‘
teriel or ins-rusted lire is. worth 31.57»: ‘
ing {in ministerial hr ‘incernated
meter“ I;
Waldo-await *‘ 5.4m i.
“sienna suit me ,1 wee m- 2
Wed} ind-imam end have
_ W? f'iffifivm' ‘3 mt‘l‘hue'no: ' ~
' had tdflueeotieveloping my mesh,
“I" ”come! mayyét mfg; fly . ,_
quired much information or knowl-
edge on the earth plane. My life has
been quiet and -secluded. Without
psychic experience it would have
been a very cramped and narrow ex—
istence, I think. I am not a. book
yet be devel-
mtom and own voles: “That was Parepn no“.
' f ”amuseme— wasn‘t it? I severally know “hen
W)!” worn. she said in he:
she eomey'just as I knew when m,
, m comes. She has a. queer name,
“not“l I P w 11“!“ m? I have been calling her
Rosa. and havebeeu imagining her
tobe yam end girlish; for $11.. be-I
haves young. She is humorou. and
fond‘otfiiln. and has played practical
Jokes on Me}! 88 hiding Things.»
Only '3! 0m timers in muSim .
m remember Parepe. Rosa. Sh.
has been dead for forty-eight, Warn
Her-biography.hostrevchsinan“m
standard reference works.
Miss Perepe, then a 09l°bratea
operatic soprano. at New Yurk in
1867 met and married Carl Rosa. im-
presu‘io; founder of the Carl no“
Opera Company. Mme- Parepa it“
died in 1874; and in memory of he,
ml Rosa founded‘and endow-«l t
Par-cps. Rosa scholarship at the Roy.
al Academy of Music in Lon-1m,
England.
Outside of her psychical exp-r1
ence the Vermont amateur medzum
in her secluded home, away off '5.
beaten track. and in her extremely
restricted physical life knew nothing
about Parepa Rosa. and had no nzu'l-
nary means of knowing anything or
hearing anything about Parepa lites.
She had. however, an intense int-:2 est
in music, along with a constant rek
gret that her own vocal talent. ut; h
was considerable. had not been «Piu-
cated, cultivated and publicly uml.
These clrcuznstances faintly illumi-
nate but do not brightly explain an
lncideht in "communication" which,
beyond reasonable doubt, presents
features of extraordinary interest.
Recalling that Miss Blank had
stated the disembodied Indian, One-
for details.
“Yes. His intervention prevented
a. housebulldlng workman from being
killed. This happened not very long '
ago."
“I understand you to my that
even although you knew the man
could not be ended, or killed, in the
ordinary sense or the word. you did
not want him to be apparently
killed." -
“Certainly not. -He was not ready
to go. His education in his present
earth lite was not completed. Inter-
rupted tame o! existence are not
satisfactory. A person, cut oil! un-
timely. may have to come back and
begin an over again. The man to
whom I have referred was busy on a
high structure with some other men.
While I who walking down the szreet
I we. watching them. Against the
building under construction was s
shed.¢l'lcento....Aman
suddenly lost footing or balance and
fell—{to ccrtaln death, .according to
appearances.
" ‘Oh, Oneontz. save him. save him.
Don’t let that man be killed.’ I cried.
in great distress.
"Down came the man—gently—oto
the shelving shed roof. rolled oi! it.
and landed. gently. on a. rubbish
heap.
"Something had broken his fall
I‘knew what—I knew who—
had caught hhn, and ‘Oh, thank you.
thank you, Oueonta.’ said I."
My friend‘s "mediumistlc" experi.
once had an injurious or exhausting
physical effect. She was in bed for
a week. ill with what the physician
who attended her described as a ner-
vous collapse. He told me he had
known her for twenty—five years;
that she is an unusual character. re-
markably strenuous and energetic in
learned or college bred person, you '~ spite otsevere sicknesses: “a. wonder
know . . . Just a. remotely rural.
old meld . . . whose neighbor-
hood friends are very kind to her, to
be sure“, . . but when I was a.
child. I found I had the second
sigh u
"I should say that these messages
transmitted through you prove you
are a medium."
“Thank you. But. as I have said.
I never have been developed. And
the work tires me out. It is very,
very exhausting . . . I —— have
not‘been inviting this experience. I
assure you—und—I—cnn’t quite—
understand—Norah?~—oh. yes. yes.
yes. ma'am—" '
Her voice became feeble. She fell
beck in her chair. Her eyes glazed
—-then closed. Ber tone was gray-
ish white. The color left her lips.
She appeared to bede . . . I
was scared; and only became rees-
sured when: new feminine voice. in
a slightly foreign.uccent, begun to
talk to meebout music.
The communicator-expressed eux- "
lety‘ I should know she was "es-o-
eluted with singing." thenké'd me to:
my interest in psychic research. and
advised me to soaked with my
plans. tor I.wes on therrle’ht path.
This ' Slbylllne utterance. Med 0!
“tor-tune telling.” but hr {rem me be
it‘to aspen» or de'rogete‘ a psychic
wireless. . . . . _
The sender spoke English with
a. quaint. Iain! roi-eign accent and
mu littlevspeech twists; Icut in to
ask the mace! the lady and wul
agreeably thrilled (although not sari
' pried: I‘w-erhejyond that) when in '
tgld meshewesrferepenoeu. “Inns
vet“ ‘
{Guam
You never can tell when you may be
ehucked yourselt.‘ you new; and it
is prudent and politic!» here I.
stand in.) ' A, . ,
“2110 will tell you about use. ,I‘went
go not him to give‘ you lamination, _ ’
ubout me: It was yourlnteuetlh
music that ettrsctedr moneyed. This,
little one", (can uniceturnew ed-
glad this sebum is here-
._no'w." seas Mme. Rose.
,bows..Alwaysbepelltetosph-lts.
for her age."—and that she must
have been overdolng.
I agreed with him. without enter-
ing into descriptive details. -
' ,
A Super s Speech
on college men were telling
about things that had [hap-
pelted to them while on visits
to New“ York Just as they were
beginning to tee! like real men, say
in that junior or senior years. The
Princeton graduate, perhaps, had the
best story. It recounted the efforts
at himself and a. student pal to get
a. Job of saying in the racing play
“Checkers." The stage manager
shuttered their hopes of a new ex-
perlenee, but on their way out their
disappointment was assuaged as
they over“!!! him telllng two chaps
whohadbeeteuthemtoittobeon
head at 1:30 sharp. - '
“After a. couple at mm." and u-
Prlneeton men. "it occurred to ‘my
9.1 up: wemight beat those two to
’ it it» we went mud a trifle earlier,
gay a: 2:15. We dedded to try it.
After a round of visits to strange
bur-keeps: we showed up at 7:15 st
the sage m prepared for any-
thing. . .
“I gee. the stage manager took
uterthetwostrsnges‘nyshehad
hired um afternoon, for he thrust
huge rolh of M money in our
bend-sud fairy shoved us out onto
the stage In the big rucetnck scene.
“Attes- a few seconds I was able to
m hues on me other side of
‘ the (m and when should I see
sitting In the second row-but my
mun, Belle. I, wed my hand to
her WU . ht she-didn't respond,
«mm-g Belle? I‘nhouted.
(It's me. In ‘rlflltl Went some
um 11 MM’ and I waved
“Bells. paws-ii. mt:- it tuned
testament-rum on hitting her
: “I hit will! guflenly seized
a mustache-nu nee:
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