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'Twixt two worlds : a narrative of the life and work of William Eglinton

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24 'Ttuixt Two Worlds.<br />

s<strong>of</strong>a, <strong>and</strong> drew a heavy arm-chair up in front <strong>of</strong> me. He sat down in it, so near that he<br />

almost touched me. Every movement was in his own old manner. He has been in <strong>the</strong><br />

spirit world six years. He took my h<strong>and</strong>, but I felt sure he could not speak. He was<br />

<strong>the</strong> dear friend <strong>of</strong> our daughter, who passed away nearly twelve years since, when he was in this<br />

country with <strong>the</strong> Davenport Bro<strong>the</strong>rs <strong>and</strong> Mr. Fay.<br />

" I said,<br />

'<br />

Dr. Ferguson, is Willie here ' (our daughter's name was Wilhelmina, but<br />

we always called her Willie). He rose, <strong>and</strong> went towards <strong>the</strong> cabinet, rapped three times, <strong>and</strong><br />

disappeared. Our daughter came forward from <strong>the</strong> place where he disappeared, a slight girl<br />

clo<strong>the</strong>d in white, her golden hair flowing over her shoulders. She crossed <strong>the</strong> room, came close<br />

to me, <strong>and</strong> knelt before me ; she took my h<strong>and</strong>, <strong>and</strong> audibly kissed it. She remained a little<br />

time kneeling, <strong>the</strong>n rose, <strong>and</strong> went towards <strong>the</strong> cabinet <strong>and</strong> disappeared.<br />

"'Joey,' now came, <strong>and</strong> took a musical box <strong>and</strong> wound it up; he made it go, <strong>and</strong> stop,<br />

at <strong>the</strong> word <strong>of</strong> comm<strong>and</strong>. He talked volubly ; he put <strong>the</strong> musical box in my lap, <strong>and</strong> kissed<br />

<strong>the</strong> top <strong>of</strong> my head ; he passed from one to ano<strong>the</strong>r, with cheerful words for all. After a time<br />

<strong>the</strong> power became less, from <strong>the</strong> swinging open <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> curtains <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> improvised cabinet.<br />

'Joey' said, '<br />

I want a pin.' He looked about <strong>the</strong> room, <strong>and</strong> found a box <strong>of</strong> pins on <strong>the</strong><br />

mantel-shelf; he took one, remarking that he might not have power to pin <strong>the</strong> shawls<br />

toge<strong>the</strong>r ; he, however, succeeded, still holding <strong>the</strong> box <strong>of</strong> pins in his h<strong>and</strong>.<br />

' I must put<br />

this back again,' he said ;<br />

'<br />

a place for everything, <strong>and</strong> everything in its place. I like<br />

to see things tidy.' He crossed <strong>the</strong> room, <strong>and</strong> laid <strong>the</strong> pin-box on <strong>the</strong> mantel-shelf. He <strong>the</strong>n<br />

disappeared, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> sonorous voice <strong>of</strong> ' Ernest ' was heard saying, ' Mrs. Nichols, you said<br />

you would like to see a form <strong>and</strong> our medium at <strong>the</strong> same time.'<br />

'<br />

I did say so,' I replied,<br />

{<br />

'<br />

but I have seen enough not to need such a test.' But we wish to give it,' said ' Ernest.'<br />

After a brief interval <strong>the</strong> medium came from behind <strong>the</strong> curtains, <strong>and</strong> stood before us,<br />

with a slight girl form beside him, that we were told was <strong>the</strong> young Indian girl<br />

'<br />

Daisy.'<br />

This was <strong>the</strong> last manifestation <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> evening."<br />

The next <strong>two</strong> letters are by Dr. Nichols :—<br />

"As <strong>the</strong> health <strong>of</strong> Willie <strong>Eglinton</strong> improves, <strong>the</strong> 'power' for manifestations seems to<br />

increase. But, until his health is firmly established, his ' guides ' firmly refuse to enlarge <strong>the</strong><br />

circle, <strong>and</strong> rarely admit any one outside our family, even <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> inmates <strong>of</strong> Aldwyn Tower,<br />

without due probation <strong>and</strong> preparation. '<br />

Joey ' is peremptory. He watches over <strong>the</strong> diet,<br />

regimen, treatment, morals, <strong>and</strong> manners <strong>of</strong> those under his charge with fidelity <strong>and</strong> discretion.<br />

" All our seances are under test conditions. They are held in a small upper room in<br />

my own house, with its one door locked, <strong>and</strong> its one window, thirty feet from <strong>the</strong> ground,<br />

fastened. The number <strong>of</strong> persons present never exceeds six, all <strong>of</strong> whom I know intimately.<br />

I know pretty accurately what can be done by sleight <strong>of</strong> h<strong>and</strong>, ventriloquism,<br />

'<br />

palmistry or<br />

o<strong>the</strong>rwise.'<br />

" It is clear that darkness is not dark to<br />

'<br />

Joey.' To prove this, he proposed that I<br />

should draw something on paper for him to cut out. I drew on a small piece <strong>of</strong> paper an<br />

obelisk on its pedestal, <strong>and</strong> wrote on it, 'Sacred to <strong>the</strong> Memory <strong>of</strong> "Joey,"' <strong>and</strong> placed it, with<br />

a pair <strong>of</strong> scissors, on <strong>the</strong> mantelpiece. While all h<strong>and</strong>s were joined, we heard him by <strong>the</strong><br />

fire-place cutting with <strong>the</strong> scissors. He said, 'There, I have partly cut out my monument;<br />

I will finish it some o<strong>the</strong>r time.' In <strong>the</strong> perfect darkness he had followed <strong>the</strong> outline about

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