Twixt Two Worlds the work of Wm Eglinton - New Age Spiritual Mission
Twixt Two Worlds the work of Wm Eglinton - New Age Spiritual Mission
Twixt Two Worlds the work of Wm Eglinton - New Age Spiritual Mission
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1\- ICC'.l.lNTON now found himself fully <strong>of</strong>cupitd. lie received invitations from<br />
various parts <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> country. These, as far as his London appointments<br />
would allow, he readily responded to, and in due course made ar.o<strong>the</strong>r \'isit<br />
to Cardiff proceeding from <strong>the</strong>nce to Worcester on his way back to London.<br />
i\l <strong>the</strong> llist-namcd place he had <strong>the</strong> pleasure <strong>of</strong> meeting Mr. Rees Lewis,<br />
who cordially invited him to attend a scaucc with Mr. George Spriggs, an<br />
excellent medium, who has since made such a reputation for himsejf at <strong>the</strong> Antipodes.<br />
On his retuin to Lontinn he gave a seance {<strong>Spiritual</strong>ist, December 7th, 1877) to Mr. .Mfred<br />
Russel Wallace, <strong>the</strong> distinguished naturalist, Mr. William Tebb, and Mr. W. W. Clark,<br />
<strong>of</strong> Dorking, all <strong>of</strong> whom were very much pleased with what <strong>the</strong>y saw, and united in describing<br />
<strong>the</strong> seance as perfectly satisfactory. Mrs. Anna Wilkes, <strong>the</strong> friend <strong>of</strong> Mrs. Nichols, also supplemented<br />
her previous testimony to <strong>the</strong> phenomena by ano<strong>the</strong>r account <strong>of</strong> equally wonderful<br />
marvels she had seen.<br />
A good case <strong>of</strong> direct writing is related as having occurred about this time by Dr. Nichols,<br />
who had removed from Malvern to 32, Fopstone Road, Earl's Court, S.W. It occurred on <strong>the</strong><br />
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Qth September. At a seaiiee last night, in <strong>the</strong> presence <strong>of</strong> three o<strong>the</strong>r persons and Mr.<br />
<strong>Eglinton</strong>, <strong>the</strong> materialised form <strong>of</strong> 'joey' made in our presence about twenty }'ards <strong>of</strong> white<br />
drapery, which certainly never saw a Manchester loom. The matter <strong>of</strong> which it was formed<br />
was visibly ga<strong>the</strong>red from <strong>the</strong> atmosphere, and later melted into invisible air. I have seen at<br />
least a hundred yards so manufactured. Then 'Joey' said, 'Dr. .Nichols, I have got into a<br />
great row about that Greek, which you transcribed imperfectly.' He <strong>the</strong>n selected two small<br />
slates from a pile <strong>of</strong> new ones lying on <strong>the</strong> mantel-shelf, and handed <strong>the</strong>m to me to be cleaned. I<br />
rubbed <strong>the</strong>m both thoroughly, and so did each <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> three o<strong>the</strong>rs —one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m using a wet cloth.<br />
'Joey' <strong>the</strong>n borrowed my knife, whittled a piece <strong>of</strong> slate pencil, bit <strong>of</strong>f a piece <strong>of</strong> it, and placed<br />
it between <strong>the</strong> two slates, and <strong>the</strong>n carefully wrapped up both in a piece <strong>of</strong> newspaper. This<br />
was all done in <strong>the</strong> centre <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> small room, quite away from <strong>the</strong> medium, and in plain sight<br />
<strong>of</strong> all. Then, at his request, 1 moveil my chair forward, and sitting facing 'Joey' Ik Id one<br />
corner <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> slates willi my h ft hantl, as he did <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r corner with his ri'dit and 1 laid<br />
<strong>the</strong> lingers <strong>of</strong> my right hand on <strong>the</strong> fingers <strong>of</strong> his left. Instantly we heard <strong>the</strong> sound <strong>of</strong> writing<br />
on <strong>the</strong> slates. In a few moments three little raps told us <strong>the</strong> writing was done, and 1 pushed