Robert Bell, a dramatist and critic, having been present at one of these
_séances_, acknowledged that he had seen things which he was satisfied
were "beyond the pale of material experiences." After describing various
manifestations, hands felt under the table, touching the knees, and
pulling the clothes, bells rung by invisible agency, and various
articles thrown about the room, he proceeds to describe "levitation":
"Mr Home was seated next the window. Through the semi-darkness
his head was dimly visible against the curtains, and his hands
might be seen in a faint white heap before him. Presently he
said, in a quiet voice, 'My chair is moving--I am off the
ground--don't notice me--talk of something else,' or words to
that effect. It was very difficult to restrain the curiosity,
not unmixed with a more serious feeling, which these few words
awakened; but we talked, incoherently enough, upon some
different topic. I was sitting nearly opposite Mr Home, and I
saw his hands disappear from the table, and his head vanish
into the deep shadow beyond. In a moment or two more he spoke
again. This time his voice was in the air above our heads. He
had risen from his chair to a height of four or five feet from
the ground. As he ascended higher he described his position,
which at first was perpendicular, and afterwards became
horizontal. He said he felt as if he had been turned in the
gentlest manner, as a child is turned in the arms of a nurse.
In a moment or two more he told us that he was going to pass
across the window, against the grey, silvery light of which he
would be visible. We watched in profound stillness, and saw his
figure pass from one side of the window to the other, feet
foremost, lying horizontally in the air. He spoke to us as he
passed, and told us that he would turn the reverse way and
recross the window, which he did. His own tranquil confidence
in the safety of what seemed from below a situation of the most
novel peril gave confidence to everybody else; but with the
strongest nerves it was impossible not to be conscious of a
certain sensation of fear or awe. He hovered round the circle
for several minutes, and passed, this time perpendicularly,
over our heads. I heard his voice behind me in the air, and
felt something lightly brush my chair. It was his foot, which
he gave me leave to touch. Turning to the spot where it was on
the top of the chair, I placed my hand gently upon it, when he
uttered a cry of pain, and the foot was withdrawn quickly, with
a palpable shudder. It was evidently not resting on the chair,
but floating; and it sprang from the touch as a bird would. He
now passed over to the farthest extremity of the room, and we
could judge by his voice of the altitude and distance he had
attained.
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