Mysterious Psychic Forces: An Account of the Author's Investigations in Psychical Research, Together with Those of Other European Savants
John Stuart Mill · en
Up to the moment when the event that I am going to relate took place,
Mme. Brisson had remained almost as incredulous as I, apropos of the
phenomena, and she had just been expressing to me in a low tone her
regret at not having yet seen anything herself, when, all of a sudden,
the curtain behind Eusapia began to shake and move gracefully back, as
if lifted by an invisible curtain band,--and what do I see? The little
table on three feet, and leaping (apparently in high spirits) over the
floor, at the height of about eight inches, while the gilded
tambourine is in its turn leaping gayly at the same height above the
table, and noisily tinkling its bells.
Stupefied with wonder, quick as I can I pull Mme. Brisson to my side,
and, pointing with my finger at what is taking place, "Look!" said I.
And then the table and the tambourine begin their carpet-dance again
in perfect unison, one of them falling forcibly upon the floor and the
other upon the table. Mme. Brisson and I could not help bursting out
into laughter; for, indeed, it was too funny! A sylph could not have
been more amusing.
Eusapia had not turned around. She was seen seated; and her hands, placed
before her, were held by the two controllers. Even if she had been able to
free both her hands, she would not have been able to take hold of the
round table and tambourine, except by turning around; and the two ladies
saw them leaping about all alone.
I observe to Eusapia that she must be very tired, that the seance has
lasted over two hours and has yielded extraordinary results, and that it
is perhaps time to end it. She replies that she desires to continue still
a little longer, and that there will be new phenomena. We accept with
pleasure, and sit down and wait.
Then she lays her head on my shoulder, takes my entire right arm,
including the hand, and putting my leg between hers, and my feet between
her feet, she held me very tight. Then she begins to rub the carpet,
drawing my feet along with hers, and squeezing me tighter than before.
Then she cries, "_Spetta! spetta!_" ("Look! look!"); then, "_Vieni!
vieni!_" ("Come! come!") She invites M. Pallotti to take a place behind
his wife and see what will happen. I must add that both of them had been
earnestly asking, for some minutes, if they might see and embrace their
daughter, as they had done at Rome.
After a new nervous effort on the part of Eusapia, and a kind of
convulsion accompanied by groans, complaints, and cries, there was a great
movement of the curtain. Several times I see the head of a young girl
bowing before me, with high-arched forehead and with long hair.