All this, the sceptics will allege, may be attributed to jugglery, to
the cunning and craft of the juggler, divining the thoughts of the
interrogator before he had detected them himself. But there was
something more still; something which the sceptics will hardly be able
to explain. A priest, a vicar of St. Roch, the Abbé L——, came
accidentally, and wholly unlooked for, to Cideville. To similar
questions he received apparently through his brother, like himself
wholly unknown in the place, answers equally prompt and exact, but with
this singular difference: In one instance the questioner himself was
ignorant, and unable to verify the details of the answer obtained. He
was, indeed, told the age and Christian name of his mother and his
brother, but he had either never known them or had forgotten them. He
however took a note of the answers, and, on his return to Paris,
consulted the registers, and found them literally exact. What now
becomes of the objection against the previous witness, or the
explanation insisted on, that the answer is given by the brain of the
interrogator?
Two landholders from the town of Eu came all express to Cideville. They
were told their names, Christian names, the number of their dogs, their
horses, &c. But still more astonishing were the phenomena that
accompanied the boy believed to have been touched by the shepherd
Thorel. He perceived continually near him the _shade_, or appearance of
a man, in a blouse, whom he did not know, but whom he identified with
Thorel, the first time he was confronted with that person. Even one of
the ecclesiastics present, when the boy said he saw the phantom,
perceived distinctly behind the lad a sort of grayish column or fluidic
vapor, a phenomenon often observed on similar occasions. One day the boy
fell into convulsions, then into a sort of ecstatic syncope, from which
for several hours nothing could rouse him, and which caused a fear that
he was dead. Another time he said that he saw a black hand descending
the chimney, and he cried out that it struck him. Nobody could see the
hand, but those present heard the blow, and saw its mark on the face of
the child, who in his simplicity ran out doors, thinking to see this
hand come out the top of the chimney.
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