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Sunday, July 11, 2010

People From Other Worlds


People From Other Worlds?
Henry Olcott, the Eddys and Materialization Phenomena


Colonel Henry Steele Olcott is best known to posterity as the joint founder, along with Madame Blavatsky (1831-91) of the Theosophical Society.  When the Society was established in December 1895, Olcott became its first Chairman.  It was largely due to his administrative ability and the energy with which he devoted himself to his work, that the Society was able to establish itself firmly enough to withstand and survive the storm of controversy which the scandal centring around Madame Blavatsky later unleashed against Theosophy.

It would be as well to point out at this stage, in view of what follows, that the Blavatsky scandal in no way implicated Olcott, who emerged from it with his honesty unscathed.  This is just as well, for he is best known today for his singular work, People From The Other Worlds, which caused something of a sensation when it first appeared in 1875 and has provoked a good deal of controversy ever since.  Olcott’s book, a weighty tome of over four hundred pages, provides us with a detailed record of a variety of materialisations “seen, heard and felt”, as he puts it, at the homestead of the Eddy family in the township of Chittenden, Vermont.  Olcott was sent there in 1874 by the New York Daily Graphic to investigate reports of unaccountable happenings in the Eddys’ home.  He stayed with the Eddys for ten weeks, during which time he witnessed a series of what must certainly be among the most remarkable happenings in the history of psychic research.  He told his story in a series of fifteen long articles in the Daily Graphic, which were later published as a book.

Olcott’s investigations were by no means scientific but they were certainly thorough and he himself emerges as a shrewd, hard-headed and competent fellow, though how far his accounts of what occurred were coloured by an attempt to appeal to the readers of the Daily Graphic we shall never know.  But to dismiss his reports out of hand, as apparently most writers on this subject have done, as either the ravings of a lunatic or the fables of the biggest liar since Baron Munchausen is clearly preposterous.  His story needs serious critical investigation, for the phenomena he described do not seem nearly so outlandish when we consider them in the context of other reports of materialisations current both at this time and later.

The two Eddy brothers, Horatio and William, came from a family which had displayed psychic powers for many generations.  Their mother, a girl of Scots descent, was a well-known clairvoyant as was her mother before her.  Her great-great-great grandmother had actually been tried and sentenced to death at Salem for witchcraft in 1692.  All the children inherited their mother’s abilities, much to their father’s dismay.  Convinced that they were the spawn of the devil he beat his children so mercilessly that they bore the scars to their dying day.  When William once fell into a trance, the father encouraged a neighbour of his to pour boiling water down his back and put a blazing coal from the hearth onto his head in an attempt to awaken him.  With the advent of the Fox sisters in 1848, however, spiritualism became popular in the United States and the father hired the children out as mediums to a showman who took them around the United States and later to London for a season.  The four children became in effect a psychic travelling circus.  They suffered brutally at the hands of their audiences.  It was the fashion in those days to tie mediums up hand and foot so that they could not play tricks on the audience, so the soft young metacarpal bones of the children were squeezed out of shape by the remorseless pressure of the cruelly tight ropes while their arms were covered with scars from boiling sealing wax, which had been put on the bonds to make sure they could not be undone.  As Olcott (p.27) puts it graphically:

“Every girl and boy of them has a marked groove between the ends of the ulna and radius and the articulation of the bones of the hand, and every one of them is scarred by hot sealing wax.  Two of the girls showed me scars where pieces of flesh had been pinched out by handcuffs used by ‘committees’; fools who seem to have been unable to discover suspected fraud without resort to brutal violence on the persons of children.”

It is well to remember when we hear allegations of the fraudulent practices and trickery of these early mediums that the tough, Yankee audiences of the time, who had paid good money to see spiritualist manifestations, were no fools.  They did not care what brutality they resorted to as long as they could be quite sure they were not being tricked.  Some of the quaint illustrations in Olcott’s book show devices used on these children which would have done credit to the Inquisition.  At Little Falls, NY, the children were tied to wooden crosses with whipcord and kept there until the blood trickled from under their fingernails owing to the tightness with which they were bound.  In Albany, NY, they were fastened down by their fingers to the floor for two hours, their wrists being so swollen in consequence that they were in great pain for days afterwards.  In addition to this, when the children did oblige their tormentors by producing genuine phenomena, they were more often than not mobbed as emissaries of the devil and frequently had to fly for their lives.  Orthodox opinion was so scandalised by spiritualism that at one place the children barely escaped tar and feathers, while in South Danvers they were fired upon and assaulted.  William was shot through the ankle and Mary through the arm, while Horatio escaped with a stab wound and Lynn with a broken finger and other injuries.

I have dwelt at some length upon the barbarities inflicted upon the Eddy children because I think it essential to counteract the misapprehension that the early days of spiritualism were characterised by cunning and unscrupulous mediums defrauding a trusting and gullible public.  Far from it.  Even the most cursory reading of the history of spiritualism discloses the fact that the public, so far from being gullible, was determined to see that it should not be imposed upon, while in the United States at least mediums ran the risk of being beaten or even lynched if they were so much as suspected of fraudulence.  Under these circumstances, the Eddys’ performance as mediums must rank very high indeed in the annals of psychic history.

During the ten weeks he spent with them, Olcott was unable to discover any evidence of fraud or deception whatsoever, in spite of the fact that he attended dozens of séances and inspected the house from top to bottom, even going so far as to call a qualified architect in to make sure that there were no hidden doors or cupboards.  Olcott himself seems to have been genuinely convinced of the Eddys’ powers.  As he puts it himself:

“It will scarcely be said that children who, like Elisha, were caught up and conveyed from one place to another, and in whose presence weird forms were materialised as they lay in their trundle beds, were playing pranks to tax the credulity of an observant public, which was ignorant of their very existence.  It will not be seriously urged, I fancy, against youth, whose bodies were scored with the lash, cicatrized by burning wax, by pinching manacles, by the knife, the bullet and by boiling water, who were starved, driven to the woods to save their lives from parental violence; who were forced to travel year after year and exhibit their occult powers for others’ gain; who were mobbed and stoned, shot at and reviled; who could not get even an ordinary country school education like other children, nor enjoy the companionship of boys and girls of their own age; it will not be urged against such as these that they were in conspiracy to deceive when they had everything to gain and nothing to lose by abandoning the fraud and being like other folk.  The idea is preposterous; and we must infer that whatever may be the source of the phenomena they are at least objective and not subjective; the result of some external force independent of the medium’s wishes and manifesting itself when the penalty of its manifestation was to subject the unfortunates to bodily torture and mental anguish.” (Olcott, 1972)

Judging from what we are told of their attainments, the Eddies would seem to represent precisely that type of universal medium whose psychic powers had led them unerringly to the stake in earlier periods.  Not only did they excel as materialisation mediums but they were also known for their remarkable powers of telekinesis, of prophecy, of xenoglossy (speaking in strange tongues), of healing, of levitation, of psychometry (the reading of a person’s character through objects belonging to him), of clairvoyance and clairaudience and automatic writing.  Olcott remarks that although much has been made of the story of D.D. Home floating out of one third-storey window and in through another, Home’s exploits can hardly compare with those of the Eddys, one of whom was carried one summer night a distance of three miles to a mountain top, while Horatio was levitated twenty-six evenings in succession in the Lyceum Hall in Buffalo, even though tied to a chair, and was once found hanging by the back of the chair from a chandelier hook in the ceiling.  Such reports, one may add, are not to be taken lightly.  There are several completely authenticated cases of levitation known in Europe, among them that of Colin Evans who demonstrated levitation at a mass séance in North London in 1938.  (An infra-red photograph of this feat has been reproduced in several publications).  But an English audience of 1938 was very much more tolerant than a group of ignorant farmers in the backwoods of America in the middle of the last century, so it is hardly surprising that the Eddys were often forced to flee for their lives as emissaries of the devil if only half the stories that we hear of their levitations and other feats are true.

After the death of their parents the Eddys continued to live on their farm in Chittenden, plagued and obsessed all the time by the invisible powers and dominions that would not let them be.  They were a strange, close-knit family, embittered and sullen from the treatment they had received as children, deeply suspicious of the rest of the world, turning largely to each other for comfort and consolation.  Eventually, to alleviate their harsh poverty, they hit upon the idea of holding séances in their own house.  Since people came from far and wide to see them they generally allowed their visitors to stay with them as paying guests for as long as they desired.  Olcott attempted to get to know the Eddys during his lengthy stay, but found them so distrustful and reserved that he was never really able to make contact with them.

The séances at Chittenden were held in a first-storey room which Olcott describes in considerable detail.  He states that he had the room thoroughly inspected, reproducing a statutory declaration from “an inventor of many years’ experience and a grantee of twenty-three patents by the United States Government” to the effect that:

“He has thoroughly examined the walls, windows, ceiling and floor of William H. Eddy’s ‘cabinet’ and the floor of the platform upon which it opens and there is no possible means by which confederates could be introduced into the said cabinet except through the open door in full face of the audience; nor any place where costumes or apparatus could be stowed.  Furthermore, that after witnessing numerous materialisations by alleged spirits, he is perfectly satisfied that the phenomena, whatever may be their origin, are not produced by jugglery, the personation of characters by William H. Eddy, or chemical or mechanical device.”

In the light of this, Olcott concludes:

“Granted that certain forms, apparently differing in sizes, colours, costumes, sex and age present themselves on the platform they must be either (1) deceptive impersonations by one man or (2) the manifestations of an occult force.  There is no escape from the syllogism.  The battle must be fought out at the cabinet door.  I realised this the first day I came; I realise it ten-fold now.  The weeks I spent there, were weeks of as hard mental labour as I ever gave to any subject in my whole life.  I passed through every degree of incredulity and distrust.  I was ever on the watch lest I might miss some new circumstance calculated to overturn my formed opinion and ever ready to confess myself a dupe of impostors if the fact could be demonstrated to me, but I finally reached the same point with Mr Morrill, that whatever might be thought of the cause of the phenomena they were not due to charlatanry or prestidigitation” (p.83).

At this juncture we are entitled to ask whether we may trust Olcott as an observer.  If what Olcott says is true, and it would have been impossible for the Eddys to produce the phenomena he witnessed either through the use of confederates or by conjuring tricks, then we are left either with the possibility that Olcott and the audience were victims of mass hallucination over a period of ten weeks or that Olcott himself was an unmitigated liar.  Neither of these alternatives seems even remotely possible.  Contrary to popular belief, hallucination – especially mass hallucination – is a rare phenomenon and the possibility that it could occur at the Eddy’s house night after night for years on end is too preposterous to merit serious consideration.  We are left then with the question of Olcott’s veracity.  Although he wrote these articles for a newspaper, Olcott was not a professional journalist and may therefore be reasonably assumed to have been free from that passion for a good story at the expense of the literal truth which so often inspires professional journalists.  Furthermore, as I remarked earlier, his conduct in the Blavatsky scandal does him credit and would certainly appear to have placed his moral character above suspicion.  Moreover, Olcott came late to spiritualism and spent most of his life as a very shrewd Yankee businessman.  He is hardly the sort of person whom we would expect to have gone in for highly embroidered stories about spiritualist marvels.  It is much more likely that he would have seized the occasion, had it presented itself, to expose any fraud he had come across.

Olcott arrived in Chittenden in September 1874 highly sceptical of the stories he had heard and determined to expose the Eddys if he found they were imposing upon the public.  He was agreeably surprised to discover that the first phantom to appear on the evening of his arrival was that of an Indian woman named Honto, realising that this in itself was evidential since there were no Indians left around Chittenden at that period.  Olcott pointed out that he saw this particular phantom about thirty times and even measured her against a painted scale he had placed beside the cabinet door.  He was adamant that she bore not the slightest resemblance to William Eddy, nor to any other member of the family, adding that the length of her hair varied from very long to quite short.  Apart from her curious habit of sinking into the floor from time to time, Honto seemed every bit as human as her audience.  On one occasion, however, a Mrs Cleveland asked if she could feel the beating of Honto’s heart, whereupon she opened her dress and allowed the lady to put her hand upon her bare breast, which apparently felt cold and moist and not like that of a living person.  Nevertheless, this phantom had a heartbeat which could be felt at the wrist as well.  A similar observation was made of the celebrated phantom, Katie King, whose pulse, as taken by a medical man present at the séance, was seventy-five compared with the medium’s ninety.
After Honto’s appearance, so Olcott informs us, two other squaws materialised, one called Bright Star and another Daybreak, both of them quite different in appearance from Honto.  They were followed by an Indian called Santum who stood over six feet three inches in height, far taller than either of the Eddy brothers.  He wore a hunting shirt of dressed buckskin with a powder horn slung across his shoulder.  Curiously enough this horn had been presented to Santum by a visitor some time before, so it remained behind each time he dematerialised, awaiting his next appearance.

Several phantoms of white men then made their appearance, all of whom were positively identified by members of the audience.  The first of these was a certain William H. Reynolds, a colonel of the Fourteenth New York Artillery who had died some months before of fever.  He was followed by his brother, John E. Reynolds, a Harvard graduate who had died fourteen years before.  Neither of these phantoms bore the slightest resemblance either in dress, physique or features to any of the Eddy family.  The next phantom to appear was apparently a habitual visitor.  He was the deceased father-in-law of Delia Eddy, who spoke “like a living man”, much to Olcott’s amazement, for most of the other phantoms were mute.  The evening closed with the appearance of an old woman, accompanied by a child of twelve or thirteen and a baby of about a year old (Olcott, p.140).

William Eddy, the medium, did not work in complete darkness, but in subdued light.  This meant that Olcott could actually see the phantoms and was not reduced simply to hearing them.  In order to help him judge their heights, he had two strips of white muslin painted out in feet and inches tacked on either side of the cabinet door.  By this means he was able to judge that the tallest phantom, Santum, “was almost six foot three inches in height and the smallest just over two feet tall” (Olcott, p.191).  This discrepancy in the heights is one of the surest indications that neither William Eddy nor any of his family could possibly have been responsible for these manifestations, since nobody in the family was that tall or that small.

On another occasion, shortly after his arrival, Olcott saw no fewer than seventeen spirits, none of them Indians this time, manifest themselves in the course of a single evening.  There were, he asserts, seven males, five women, three children and two babies.  Certain sceptics insisted that the babies were but an optical illusion caused by the medium wrapping white bandages around his legs and waving them out of the cabinet.  Olcott was properly scornful of this.  He pointed out that the smallest child he saw that evening bowed and curtsied to its mother in the audience when she asked it if it were really her own.  Furthermore, many of these phantoms, if not most of them, were recognised by the sitters present and since the light was dim, though not good, it was possible to make out the features of these apparitions without too much trouble.  Certain apparitions appeared again and again.  Honto and Mr Brown, the “talking spirit” as Olcott calls him, appeared at every séance.  Another frequent visitor was the phantom-mother of a certain Mr Pritchard, a lady who was identified many times not only by her son but by his sister and her many grandchildren, who were cordially invited to come up to the platform and be hugged and kissed by the old lady, though Olcott does not tell us whether or not they accepted this eerie invitation.

In Olcott’s opinion, Mrs Pritchard was the most satisfactory materialisation he had ever witnessed, since she not only appeared very frequently but was seen and recognised by so many of her relations.  On the evening of September 27, this domesticated phantom seated herself cosily in a chair by her son’s side and held a long, intimate conversation with him about the projected visit of her daughter to Chittenden.  Olcott noticed that as they talked the old lady was fingering her white muslin apron in a peculiar manner, pinching it up into folds until she reached the bottom hem and then smoothing it out again.  He mentioned this to Pritchard after the séance and was told that it had been his mother’s habit to do this when she was alive and that any of her acquaintances could have identified her by this nervous tick alone (Olcott, p.267).

After he had stayed at the Eddys’ for a week or so, Olcott decided that he would only be satisfied as to the genuineness of the phenomena if William Eddy would agree to hold a sitting in the family living-room and not in the hall where the séances generally took place, since this would eliminate once and for all the possibility of deception.

William not only readily agreed to this but managed that evening to produce a greater variety of phantoms than Olcott had seen during his entire stay at the house.  The first one to appear was the indefatigable Honto who, as Olcott puts it:

“…stepped to the dining-room door, lifted the latch and threw it open; then began capering about in her usual way, as if she were in fine spirits.… Then she stepped to the right of the cabinet door and stood just opposite me looking intently upon the floor, by the mop-board.  There was nothing to be seen at first but the bare planks, but presto! as I watched, I suddenly saw a heap of something black, as it might be a piece of a woman’s dress or a quantity of black netting.  She stretched out her hand, and daintily picked it up with thumb and forefinger, held it open and it was one of her shawls!  Thus within a few feet of my nose she exhibited the whole process of materialising fabrics, and left me in a very pleased mood, as may be imagined” (p.277).

Honto was followed by a young woman carrying a child who was recognised by her sister as Mrs Josephine Dow, who had died twenty-four years before at the age of nineteen.  She stood there for some time to enable an artist by the name of Kappes to sketch her, much to Olcott’s astonishment.  It is, incidentally, a pity that Olcott did not bring a photographer along with him rather than an artist.  Photography was certainly advanced enough at that time to have given us quite adequate pictures of the phenomena that appeared at the Eddys’ house.  However, newspapers could not as yet reproduce photographs and it was for this reason that Kapps was sent along by the Daily Graphic, for his sketches could be reproduced as illustrations to Olcott’s articles.

Mrs Dow was followed by the phantom of William Packard, who moved along the wall to a position where his figure was thrown into relief by the light-coloured wallpaper so that the artist could sketch him the more easily.  He was wearing a dark suit, a single-breasted waistcoat and a white shirt with a collar, quite different attire from the medium, who was dressed in an ordinary gingham shirt.  Other phantoms then appeared, among them a Mrs Eaton, whom Olcott describes as “a little old wrinkled woman in an old-fashioned mob-cap, a greyish dress and a check, woollen shoulder shawl” (p.282).  She was followed by an old man who, in answer to a question from one of his relatives, replied that he had died thirty-nine years before at the age of eighty-two.  Then Augusta, a fourteen-year-old, appeared and smiled at her mother who was sitting next to Olcott.  Finally, the evening was brought to a close by the materialisation of a certain Jeremiah McCready of Cayuga County, New York.  All these phantoms were recognised by their relatives.

Olcott was especially impressed by both the appearance and the subsequent disappearance of the baby.  He was adamant that he had seen a child and not an impersonation put forth by the medium: 

“The figure stood too near me and in too good a light to admit of such deceptions being practised.  It was a living, moving child which, with its right thumb in its mouth, nestled its little head in the neck of its bearer and passed its chubby left arm around her neck.... Made from the imponderable atoms floating in the foul air of that chamber, it was resolved into nothing in an instant of time, leaving no trace of its evanescent existence behind” (p.288).

Olcott’s testimony borders on the incredible.  Nevertheless, unless we assume that he was an arrant liar we must be prepared to give it serious consideration.  For one thing, although he was not working under laboratory conditions nevertheless he did his best to give scientific accuracy to his investigations.  He thoroughly examined the house and its surroundings, even going to the extent of bringing in an expert from outside to make quite sure he had missed nothing.  He brought a weighing scale from New York, obtained a certificate to the effect that it was accurate and then persuaded the Indian woman, Honto, to stand upon it and be weighed.  The results he obtained are extremely interesting.  She was a woman five foot three inches in height and should have weighed at least one hundred and ten pounds.  What she actually weighed was eighty-eight, fifty-eight, fifty-eight and sixty-five pounds in four successive weighings on the same evening.  This remarkable discrepancy in the weights of a single phantom agrees with results obtained many years later with other phantoms.  In other words, Honto’s apparently solid body was a mere simulacrum which drew its being in the form of ectoplasm from the medium and the sitters.  W.J. Crawford, working on this problem some forty years later, was to show that both the medium and the sitters contributed ectoplasm to the formation of phantoms.  The highest loss of weight that Crawford ever recorded in his medium, Miss Goligher, was fifty-two pounds, but he also showed that every member of the circle had contributed a few ounces of weight to the building of the ectoplasm.

Olcott also brought in two spring balances in order to test the power of the hands which had materialised one evening.  A left hand exerted a force of forty pounds on the balance and a right hand of fifty pounds, in a light which was so good that Olcott was able to see that the little finger was missing from the right hand (Olcott, p.257).  Under the circumstances one feels Olcott did his best even though he was not working in a laboratory.  He certainly cannot be accused of going about his investigations in a credulous or unmethodical manner.

This leaves us with only one burning question: Was Olcott a liar?  I have already pointed out that before his experiences at Chittenden Olcott had had no contact with spiritualism whatsoever and was, if anything, something of a sceptic.  Certainly, there is no indication that he went to Chittenden with any intention except to investigate the reports of strange occurrences there.  Even so, if we had no testimony other than that of Olcott we would, I think, find it hard to believe him.  What makes his story credible is the number of testimonies signed by well-known professional men which bear out his reports.  One testimonial signed by a Dr R. Hodgson and four other reputable witnesses certified that:

“Santum was out on the platform and another Indian of almost as great stature came out and the two passed and repassed each other as they walked up and down.... At the same time a conversation was being carried on between George Dix, Mayflower, Mr Morse and Mrs Eaton.  We recognised the voice of each.  We had examined the cabinet that evening and helped clear it of some plaster and other rubbish.  There was no window in it then” (Olcott, p.198).

Another certificate, signed by a businessman, Edward B. Pritchard, of Albany, New York, attests that:

“…certain mysterious phenomena known as ‘spirit materialisations’ occurred; that among other forms presenting themselves and identified by persons in the audience as the shapes of deceased friends and relatives, there appeared the figure of an Indian woman known as Honto who approached so close to deponent that he distinctly saw every feature of her countenance, and her entire body; that he is well-acquainted with William H. Eddy and avows that the said Honto bore no resemblance whatever to him in any particular.  A deponent further says that a pair of platform scales being previously placed convenient to his reach, the said Honto stood thereupon four separate times for deponent to weigh her, and that without having apparently changed her bulk, or divested herself of any portion of her dress, she weighed respectively eighty-eight pounds, fifty-eight pounds, fifty-eight pounds and sixty-five pounds at the several [four] weighings.” 

This particular certificate was subscribed and sworn on September 30, 1875, before H.F. Baird, a local Justice of the Peace (Olcott, p.243).

The most astonishing manifestations that Olcott witnessed, however, were connected with the renowned Madame Blavatsky whom he met at Chittenden when she arrived there on October 14, 1874.  On that very evening a phantom materialised colourfully clad in a Georgian jacket, baggy trousers, yellow leather leggings and a white fez, an apparition whom Blavatsky recognised at once as a certain Michalko Guegidze of Kutais, Georgia, a serf who had once waited upon her at a relative’s house.  Madame Blavatsky asked him in both Georgian and Russian if he were really Michalko and then requested him to play a famous national tune, the Lezguinka, followed by another Georgian dance known as Tiris! Tiris! Barbarè.  Michalko promptly played these exotic songs, the music of which Olcott transcribes in his book.  When this account was published in the Daily Graphic, Olcott received two letters from a bemused businessman in Philadelphia, stating that he was himself a native Georgian, one of the only three Georgians in the United States, and that he had known Michalko when the latter had lived in Kutais as the serf of Alexander Guegidse, a Georgian nobleman.  He went on to point out that Lezguinka was indeed a Georgian dance while the other tune was a Georgian air “commonly sung by lower classes and peasantry” (Olcott, p.298). The presence in a farmhouse in the wilds of Vermont of a Georgian-speaking phantasm, whose identity was confirmed by an independent witness is in itself a striking coincidence.  It also decisively corroborates Olcott’s story and by implication, the rest of his narrative as well.

The following evening, to the general astonishment, another Georgian phantom calling itself Hassan Agha appeared.  Madame Blavatsky claimed to recognise him as a wealthy merchant from Tiflis whom she had once known well.  He appeared gorgeously attired in a long yellow coat, Turkish trousers and a black astrakhan cap covered with the national bashlik or hood, with its tasselled ends thrown over his shoulder (p.310).  Along with him came a Russian peasant woman who was greeted with delight as a retainer of the Blavatsky family, an old nurse who had looked after Madam Blavatsky and her sister when they were children.  Both of these phantoms addressed her, the one in Russian and the other in Georgian (p.310).  To cap it all, a picturesquely dressed Kurdish warrior, carrying a spear over twelve feet in length, later walked out from the cabinet.  He was identified as Safar Ali Bek lbrahim Bek Ogli, who had been one of the Kurdish bodyguard attached to Blavatsky’s late husband when he was Vice-Governor of Erivan (p.320).

The artist, Kappes, who had accompanied Olcott to Chittenden to provide illustrations for the Daily Graphic, sketched all these phantoms where they stood, thus providing us with an independent witness to Olcott’s veracity.  Olcott’s book reproduces a bold drawing of this Kurdish warrior with his long spear in his hand, a weapon which Olcott asserts he had conjured up from the air even as they watched.  Even more astonishing was the appearance of a tall Negro dressed in a short tunic, wearing on his head four horns with bent tips with brass balls hanging from each point.  Madame Blavatsky promptly recognised this phantom as chief of a party of African jugglers whom she had once encountered in upper Egypt.

In his History of Spiritualism (1926), Arthur Conan Doyle comments favourably upon Olcott’s reports of the ten weeks he spent investigating the Eddys.  As the creator of Sherlock Holmes, Conan Doyle himself could hardly be said to have an uncritical or credulous intellect, yet he accepts without demur Olcott’s assertion that he saw four hundred apparitions appear from the Eddy’s cabinet.  His only reservation was that he did not believe that the sitters could infallibly recognise the spirits of their relatives since:

“With a dim light and an emotional condition, it is easy for an honest observer to be mistaken.  The author has had the opportunity of gazing into the faces of at least a hundred of these images, and he can only recall two cases in which he was absolutely certain in his recognition.  In both these cases the faces were self-illuminated and he had not to depend upon the red lamp.  There were two other occasions when, with the red lamp, he was morally certain that in the vast majority of cases it was possible, if one allowed one’s imagination to work, to read anything into the vague moulds which rose before one.  It is likely that this occurred in the Eddy circle.  The real miracle consisted not in the recognition but in the presence of the figure at all” (Doyle, 1926, p.267).

The fact that so shrewd an observer as Conan Doyle had carefully examined Olcott’s account and was prepared to grant that these materialisations had actually occurred is highly significant.  In fact, he goes so far as to reprove Olcott for his hesitations and reservations about what he had seen, pointing out that his concern that the phenomena he had witnessed were not experienced under “test conditions” was quite unjustified: 

“This expression ‘test conditions’ has become a sort of shibboleth which loses all meaning.  Thus, when you say that you have beyond all question or doubt seen your own dead mother’s face before you, the objector replies: ‘Ah, but was it under test conditions?’  The test lies in the phenomenon itself.  When one considers that Olcott was permitted for ten weeks to examine the little wooden enclosure which served as the cabinet, to occlude the window, to search the medium, to measure and to weigh the ectoplasmic forms, one wonders what else he would demand in order to make assurance complete” (Doyle, p.97).

Conan Doyle has made a very good point.  This early literature has on the whole been completely disregarded by researchers in parapsychology as quite unscientific.  It is alleged that we cannot possibly trust any of these accounts; that the narrators themselves are not qualified observers; that the phenomena did not take place under laboratory conditions and that it all happened so long ago that it is impossible to take it seriously.  But none of these arguments seem to me to hold water.  A narrative must be judged by its own internal consistency as well as the critical comments of the time.  What we are dealing with here, after all, is history.  Olcott’s book is an historical document which has to be weighed and assessed in exactly the same way as any other historical document.  The fact that the occurrences it described are themselves apparently incredible should not deter us from making a judgment, let alone inspire us to dismiss the matter out of hand but rather make us even more cautious and thorough in our critical approaches to the text. This means that the historian has to scrutinise the text closely for inconsistencies, falsehoods, contradictions and obviously inaccurate reporting.  At the same time, he has to use all the other historical evidence he can obtain and bring it to bear upon the text.

In this case we are dealing with the known character of Olcott, his position as a reporter for the Daily Graphic and his previous and subsequent status as an observer.  We are fortunate that Olcott has left us a detailed and intimate account of his own life in his other book, Old Diary Leaves, which enables us to form a much clearer idea of his capabilities and shortcomings.  On the basis of this, we should be prepared to conclude that Olcott was a courageous and truthful observer who was not afraid to state what he believed he had witnessed, even though such testimony would do nothing to increase either his popularity or his standing in the community.

We must also be prepared to look closely at other journalists involved.  Olcott’s account of the Eddys is substantiated by many other writers, among them C.C. Massey and M.D. Shindler.  Massey, who spent a fortnight with the Eddys, while insistent that few of the sitters could recognise the phantoms which appeared, never doubted what he saw.  Shindler’s book A Southerner Among The Spirits (1877) also provides valuable corroboration of Olcott’s assertions.

Furthermore, Olcott’s articles in the Daily Graphic caused a nation-wide sensation, with the result that almost all the major American dailies sent reporters to Chittenden.  Over the next few months the Eddys’ home was invaded by a score of hard-bitten, sceptical journalists from all over the United States.  To the best of my knowledge none of these men was prepared to contradict the major part of what Olcott had said.

In the light of all this I believe we must be prepared to take Olcott’s allegations seriously.  We can no more dismiss them out of hand than we can dismiss any other historical document which has been proved largely trustworthy and consistent by both internal and external evidence.  It is not enough to be able to say simply: ‘What Olcott relates is impossible, therefore it could not have happened’.  Such a procedure, though totally inadmissible, appears to have been adopted as a general rule by practically all modern psychical researchers and historians of the occult.

Olcott on the whole emerges extremely well from this inquiry.  After the lapse of over a century he still comes across to us as a practical man full of shrewdness and commonsense who was prepared to spend ten uncomfortable weeks living in a primitive farmhouse in the middle of an isolated rural community in the company of uncongenial people in order to discover the truth about materialisation.  I find his character portraits of the Eddys singularly convincing.  They were illiterate farmers endowed, unfortunately for them, with a rare and perilous gift.  Had they been born into a more congenial culture, say that of India, China or Tibet, they would undoubtedly have achieved resounding fame as holy men, shamans or magicians.  As it was, they were thrust by some ironic trick of fate into one of the roughest sections of the American backwoods at a time when the prevailing philosophy was a crude and intolerant materialism, coupled with a bigoted and sometimes brutalised version of fundamentalist Christianity.

Circumstances could not have been more unfavourable for them.  The miracle is rather that they were allowed to survive at all.  Had they been born even a century or so earlier, they would undoubtedly have met their fate, like so many of their kind, in the agony of a blazing bonfire.  No wonder, then, that they were surly, suspicious and often downright hostile.  They did not get on with Olcott, who was their social and intellectual superior, nor he with them.  But this only makes his testimony as to the magnitude and vigour of their mediumistic powers all the more convincing.

In the final analysis the question we must ask ourselves is simply this: Did Olcott really see what he claimed to have seen?  Unpalatable though it may seem to many of us, the answer must be an unqualified “Yes”.  The phantoms that came into being on the stage of that lonely farmhouse so long ago were real enough, for they were witnessed by many observers.  The presence of these four hundred entities of many shapes and diverse nationalities, talking half a dozen different tongues, among them languages as remote as Georgian, constitutes perhaps the most astonishing, sustained demonstration of mediumistic power ever witnessed.  The Eddy family must undoubtedly rank as the greatest materialisation mediums of both the nineteenth and the twentieth centuries.


References
Doyle, A.C.  (1926)  The History of Spiritualism, Volume 1.  New York: George H. Doran.
Olcott, H.S.  (1875/1972)  People From The Other WorldsRutland, Vermont: Charles E. Tuttle.
Shindler, M.D. (1877) A Southerner Among The Spirits. Memphis, Tennessee: Southern Baptist Publication Society.
 
[Journal of Alternative Realities, Vol 8, Issue 1, 2000]



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