Apparitions and thought-transference: an examination of the evidence for telepathyPodmore, Frank
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Apparitions and thought-transference: an examination of the evidence for telepathy
Podmore, Frank
Apparitions; Telepathy
No. 80.--From MRS. GREIFFENBERG and MRS. ERNI-GREIFFENBERG.
Mr. F. C. S. Schiller, through whom the account was obtained, tells
us that he heard the story in October 1890 from the two percipients.
The following account was put together by him from an account (which
he also sent us) written by Mrs. Erni-Greiffenberg, and various
conversations which he had with both ladies on the subject. He
afterwards obtained their signatures to it. Neither of them has had any
other hallucinatory experience.
"_December_ 14_th_, 1890.
"In the beginning of the summer of 1884 we were sitting at dinner
at home as usual, in the middle of the day. In the midst of the
conversation I noticed my mother suddenly looking down at something
beneath the table. I inquired whether she had dropped anything, and
received the answer, 'No, but I wonder how that cat can have got
into the room?' Looking underneath the table, I was surprised to
see a large white Angora cat beside my mother's chair. We both got
up, and I opened the door to let the cat out. She marched round the
table, went noiselessly out of the door, and when about half-way
down the passage turned round and faced us. For a short time she
regularly stared at us with her green eyes, then she dissolved
away, like a mist, under our eyes.
"Even apart from the mode of her disappearance, we felt convinced
that the cat could not have been a real one, as we neither had one
of our own, nor knew of any that would answer to the description
in the place, and so this appearance made an unpleasant impression
upon us.
"This impression was, however, greatly enhanced by what happened
in the following year, 1885, when we were staying in Leipzig with
my married sister (the daughter of Mrs. Greiffenberg). We had come
home one afternoon from a walk, when, on opening the door of the
flat, we were met in the hall by the same white cat. It proceeded
down the passage in front of us, and looked at us with the same
melancholy gaze. When it got to the door of the cellar (which was
locked), it again dissolved into nothing.
"On this occasion also it was first seen by my mother, and we
were both impressed by the uncanny and gruesome character of the
appearance. In this case, also, the cat could not have been a real
one, as there was no such cat in the neighbourhood."
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