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The sounds were high-pitched and appeared<br />
to be emanating from a very small<br />
throat.<br />
The knockings continued for the next few<br />
weeks. Then one day, Irving asked his wife,<br />
“What in the name of God can he be?” From<br />
the walls a squeaky voice echoed, “What in<br />
the name of God can he be?” These were the<br />
first recognizable words from Gef, as the animal<br />
said it wanted to be called. As time<br />
passed, Gef, whose voice was said to be two<br />
octaves above a normal woman’s, appeared to<br />
learn more and more words, accumulating a<br />
vocabulary from listening to the family. He<br />
also claimed to travel widely throughout the<br />
island, overhearing others and learning from<br />
them. He also brought news and gossip and<br />
regaled family members with information<br />
they otherwise would not have known and<br />
sometimes did not want to know.<br />
For his part, Gef would assert that for a<br />
long time he had understood what people<br />
were saying, but it was not until he took up<br />
residence with the Irvings that he learned how<br />
to speak words himself. When he was there,<br />
he knew everything that went on in the<br />
house. His favorite place, however, was in the<br />
walls of Viorrey’s room.<br />
Irving’s first impulse was to kill Gef, who<br />
frightened the family with his temper and his<br />
penchant for throwing things such as stones.<br />
First, he tried to poison him, then to shoot<br />
him, but, in response, Gef caused property<br />
damage and screeched out threats. According<br />
to Irving, Gef said, “If you are kind to me, I<br />
will bring you good luck. If you are not kind,<br />
I shall kill all your poultry. I can get them<br />
wherever you put them.” The family decided<br />
to do its best to get along with its strange<br />
guest.<br />
Asked who he was, Gef first identified himself<br />
as a “ghost in the form of a weasel” but<br />
later denied that he was a ghost or a poltergeist.<br />
He was highly temperamental, his behavior<br />
unpredictable, his speech often profane.<br />
The family left food out for him. He ate<br />
the same food as the daughter, a detail that<br />
skeptics would later remark on. In return, he<br />
Gef 109<br />
would provide the Irvings with dead rabbits<br />
that would show up on the doorstep. The rabbits<br />
appeared to have been strangled rather<br />
than bitten to death.<br />
As Gef became known and feared throughout<br />
the island, someone suggested that he<br />
might be a mongoose, though at that point no<br />
one had ever seen him. Mongooses (mammals<br />
ordinarily found in India) are not native to<br />
the isle, but in 1914 a local farmer had imported<br />
them to kill rabbits. When asked if he<br />
was a mongoose, Gef said he was. At other<br />
times, though, he boasted, “Thou wilt never<br />
know who I am. I am a freak. I have hands,<br />
and I have feet.” On another occasion he said,<br />
“I am the fifth dimension. I am the eighth<br />
wonder of the world. I can split the atom.”<br />
Still, the idea took hold that Gef was a mongoose,<br />
and he took to calling himself one.<br />
But if eyewitness testimony is to be believed,<br />
he could not have been a mongoose.<br />
Those who saw him, according to investigator<br />
Walter McGraw, “said he had a bushy tail like<br />
a squirrel’s, yellow to brownish fur, small ears<br />
and a pushed-in face. His most-often described<br />
features were his front paws, which according<br />
to Irving were handlike with three<br />
fingers and a thumb” (McGraw, 1970). Mc-<br />
Graw adds, “he fitted the description of a<br />
mongoose about as well as he did that of ‘part<br />
of the fifth dimension’.” Irving estimated that<br />
he was no more than five or six inches long<br />
and weighed no more than a pound to a<br />
pound and a half. Sightings of him were always<br />
fleeting, and on rare occasion the Irvings<br />
saw him in silhouette as a shadow in the wall.<br />
Gef said he did not want to be seen because<br />
he was terrified of being captured or killed. A<br />
photograph Viorrey took of him at a distance<br />
of five hundred feet showed little except a<br />
furry blur.<br />
By early 1932, news of Gef’s doings had<br />
spread past the isle. In a dispatch dated January<br />
10, a Manchester Daily Dispatch reporter<br />
wrote that on a visit to Doarlish Cashen he<br />
had heard “a voice I never imagined could<br />
issue from a human throat,” leaving him in “a<br />
state of considerable perplexity . . . The peo-