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A correspondent, signing himself “J. T. L.,” and dating from Marylebone, sends the following extraordinary narrative to the Globe-. —“ Last Sunday evening my sister and her husband, sitting alone in the drawing-room, were attracted by a number of little hammerings on wall and wainscot. Unable to divine their cause, my sister came to me in another part of the house to tell me and ask me to return with her. After being in the room (which was brilliantly lighted) a minute or two I heard what appeared to be muffled blows on the mantelshelf. It was then I remarked, “ Perhaps they are spirits. I’ll ask them to tap on the violoncello” —which was leaning up against the mantelpiece. A few seconds after my request was made a blow was struck on the ’cello. I asked a second time and again it was repeated with a louder rap. Intending to follow this mystery as far as possible we agreed to conform to the conditions usual on such occasions, and so closed doors and windows, extinguished the lights, and sat in the dark together, with a small table between us. The raps began to increase in number and volume, leaving the vicinity of the mantelshelf for the table. One or two flitting lights—exactly like small electric lights in shape and colour—showed themselves at the further end of the room, moved restlessly about, then disappeared. Presently we were aware that there was something in the room making a noise altogether peculiar and distinct, perhaps best described by saying it was something like the crumpling of tissue paper and the metallic little beats made by an electrical machine. After five minutes or so this ceased, and then the tables began to sway backwards and forwards; we put questions to it which it answered with energetic thumps. The table upon being asked to go off the ground suddenly altered its movements, and apparently tried to rise off its four legs, but failed in every attempt it made, never getting more than three legs up at the same time. We noticed how persistently the table leaned ope direction, how repeatedly it touched

the ’cello and scraped gently on the striflgs; which suggested to me theremark that “ perhaps it wanted the ’cello on the table,” a quick confirmation of which was given by the volley of raps that followed the suggestion. The violon cello was lifted on and placed in the centre ; then after one preparatory attempt the table and ’cello simply sailed away as lightly as if they had been feathers. This remarkable action was twice indulged in, the table returning as lightly to the ground each time. During the swaying movement my sister had exclaimed, “ I wish" the table would play the piano instead of the ’cello;” and, as if remembering this, the table, after its second flight, at once dragged itself across the room, and, with the aid of the “ finger "end”' of the ’cello, struck several notes on the piano, then returned to its original places as we resumed our seats. / As we sat there, I holding both my sister’s hands in mine, her husband, sitting apart, suddenly said, “ Don’t pushthe table on to me.” We replied that[ we [ were not touching it or even near it. My sister then asked the table to come to her, which it did at once, jerking /itself afterwards on to me, and then going away of its own accord ...We sat two hours, the whole of which time, from the first minute to the last;; these strange occurrences were taking place. Afterwards, at supper, in another room, the taps continued faintly dfr the- table. The next evening , we sat again, but in another place—the house of my brother-in-law, a couple of miles away from the scene of the previous evenings; Here also the muffled blows were repeated, and upon our asking, “ If the object that flew about would; return,” a faint, shadowy light appeared on the edgenof a picture-frame near, flicker edandthen grew stronger, condensed itself apparently, and then, to our astonishment, a brilliant purple white light appeared of a circular form, with a centre of light brighter Still, looking and glistening like a beautiful jewel. This lasted for ten minutes, and though we sat for some time afterwards neither : the lights nor the raps returned lam not a Spiritualist, and cannot “by any possible means account for these phenomena, which I have truthfully described.” |

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REMARKABLE SPIRITUALISTIC MANIFESTATIONS., Ashburton Guardian, Volume III, Issue 504, 9 December 1881

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REMARKABLE SPIRITUALISTIC MANIFESTATIONS. Ashburton Guardian, Volume III, Issue 504, 9 December 1881

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