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PREFACE
THIS short
book contains the record of some of the communications received by me
through automatic writing between the years 1916 and 1918.
Its chief
recommendation to public notice lies in the fact that the accounts given
are strictly accurate, and that the statements made by communicators have
been carefully verified, wherever possible. Pseudonyms are used, and names
of places have been altered, to prevent recognition; in some cases also
the rank of officers has been changed, for the same reason.
Whether these
communications can come under the heading of telepathy from the living, or
whether, as the title suggests, they are partly due to telepathy from
discarnate minds, is for the reader to decide.
In a large
proportion of the cases, there was no previous link with the communicators
or their families; the latter were put into touch with me by letter, and
in the majority of cases I wrote without relations of the communicator
being present.
In other
cases the communicator wrote spontaneously, and I was never in touch with
his family at all: verification in these cases was only possible in an
indirect way.
Altogether
between fifty and sixty persons have communicated, and, although in some
cases the evidential matter was insignificant, the cumulative evidence is
considerable.
I can report
only a few of these cases, and the choice has depended necessarily upon
permission given to make them public.
Some of the
records have already been published in Light, and I am indebted to the
Editor of that journal for kind permission to reprint them. I have. been
helped in every phase of this work, and of its record in this volume, by
my friend Miss E. F. Cooper, to whose kindness I am also indebted for the
loan of a small cottage adjoining her house, which enabled us to do
continuous work together.
L. MARGERY
BAZETT.
The Firs,
Redhill, Surrey.
INTRODUCTION
IT is
important that all careful records of phenomena calling for some
supernormal explanation should, as far as possible, be published. Only by
much accumulation of such data shall we be enabled to make the proper
inferences as to causation.
The record in
this volume is specially to be welcomed, by reason of the exceptional
qualifications of its authors.
They disclaim
wide acquaintance with the subject, but their equipment is what most
people would consider very good; and more important than knowledge of
other cases they have a painstaking habit of mind, and are as free from
prejudices as we can expect mere human beings to be.
I had the
pleasure of several talks with them within a few months of the inception
of the writing, and was much impressed by the excellently systematic way
in which they were keeping the record, with complete dating of each script
and each item of verification, and so forth.
They showed
me all their manuscript, and I examined it carefully. discussing various
matters of detail.
My opinion
was, and is, that, while there is some subliminal matter (which has
diminished as the writing progressed), there is much that is most
reasonably explained by the hypothesis of discarnate agency.
Telepathy
from distant, and often unknown people may not be excluded, but I think
that such a hypothetical explanation of these phenomena is far-fetched.
The wiser
plan for the rejector of spiritist theories would be, I think, to assume
that the knowledge shown was "somehow" possessed unconsciously by Miss
Bazett. But I think the amount of knowledge thus possessed is more likely
to be estimated correctly by the two ladies themselves than by anyone
else. And, though they avoid dogmatism, they make their conclusions pretty
clear.
To me, at
least, they seem justified.
J. ARTHUR
HILL.
CHAPTER I
FIRST
COMMUNICATIONS RECEIVED
BEFORE
attempting to give an account of the work done during the years 1916-1918,
I should like to make it clear that before 1916 the whole field of
Psychical Research was to me an. unexplored territory.
The great war
which swept men from our midst in such rapid succession, touched our
family circle at this time.
A young
relative, Lieut. Frank Thompson, was killed suddenly, after being at the
Front for a few weeks only.
After his
death I was strongly impressed with the idea that he wished me to carry
out something which, owing to his sudden departure for the Front and
subsequent death, he had been obliged to leave unfinished. Unless I were
supplied with a certain name and address known to himself alone, I knew
that I could do nothing in the matter.
After
consultation with a friend, I decided to try the experiment of automatic
writing, in case Frank
were able by this method to give me the necessary information.
I tried for
ten minutes together, at a given time, during nine, successive days,
without result, and decided that the tenth day should close the
experiment. From the first I was very sceptical as to the possibility of
obtaining any success, and should have given up the attempt sooner, but my
desire to supply a channel of communication for Frank, if such a thing
were possible, made me inclined to persevere.
I was frankly
amazed when on the tenth day (July 24th, 1916) an electric current seemed
to rush through my arm and hand, with such force that the pencil which I
held was thrown across the room.
After this
force had moderated sufficiently to make writing possible, the full name
of Frank Thompson appeared, and with it that of his elder brother,
Christopher Thompson, who had been reported "missing" a few months
earlier, and unofficially reported killed in a letter received on July
17th, 1916. Shortly afterwards, the missing name and address were given. I
wrote at once, asking if the name of Lieut. Frank Thompson were known to
these people, and received a prompt reply in the
affirmative; the letter stated that their son, then serving abroad, had
been from time to time in touch with Lieut. Frank Thompson.
As
Christopher's name had appeared in the writing, and as he had been only
unofficially reported killed, it seemed natural that I should ask Frank
for more definite news of his brother.
I think it
well to mention here that on July 1st, 1916, before any automatic writing
had been attempted, I had the following experience in connection with
Christopher.
I woke in the
morning before it was fully light. My mind reverted at once to a letter.
received the day before, mentioning particularly the suspense felt by Mrs.
Thompson concerning Christopher; he had been reported missing," as already
mentioned, in April, 1916, and in spite of continuous enquiry, no news had
been, obtained. As I was thinking about this, Christopher himself appeared
at the foot of the bed; 'he was in uniform, but wore no cap; his brow was
puckered, and he looked distressed, and seemed to be trying to rivet my
attention upon himself. He drew a newspaper from his pocket, held it
before him, and looked at it. It dawned upon me that he was scanning the
"missing" column, where his own name was placed. Glancing up from the paper, he
looked straight at me, and repeated three times the following words: "I
was killed...it could not have been otherwise, if you had known the
circumstances." It was said solemnly and deliberately. Having said this,
he walked round to the right side of my bed, close enough for me to notice
the smell of his breath, and this awakened me to the reality of his
presence. (There was a special characteristic fragrance about
Christopher's person and breath, which was well known to me.) He vanished
as suddenly as he had come, and I remained for some time pondering upon
this experience.
A few weeks
afterwards, on July 25th, 1916, I received the following letter from a
great friend of Christopher's, Captain P. Marryat, then serving in France:
"I was
sitting in here alone, writing to X-, when it seemed that Chris impressed
his thoughts instead of mine. The thought seemed to be...It's like an
impressionist picture...how stupid you are...you can't find the right
words, or really understand...you don't want to look at the details...this
is my message (Christopher's), not yours.'"
The letter
continues: "And that was all I could get. I
seemed to have, or feel, Chris' impatient worrying over the inadequacy of
the words. You know how he used to say 'Oh, how stupid you are.'"
A second
letter from Captain Marryat, dated August 4th, 1916, referred again to
this experience. He wrote: "I had no feeling of Christopher being there,
only of Christopher's thinking, and his impatience seemed to be that I
couldn't find the right words, rather than at the idea; I don't think I
missed that."
Captain
Marryat had no knowledge at all of my vision of Christopher.
During the
autumn of 1916, I received many written messages from Christopher; some
were of an evidential nature mentioning names of people be had met "over
there," and these were carefully verified. Some dealt with the new
conditions under which he was living; one day he wrote: "Dying is really
rather fun, you know, as we are so much happier here, and much freer to do
lots and lots of things. You have no idea."
When this
message was shown to Captain Marryat, he remarked: "That strikes me as
like Chris."
His mother
had been thinking about prayer for the "departed," and Chris answered her thought by
writing the following message: "As to praying for us, tell mother this.
Pray for Frank and me every day. We pray for you, both of us."
One day we
asked him: "Can you actually see the room we are in?" The answer was: "No,
I can't see it, I feel. Sight is very deceptive. Feel intensely."
His mother
asked: "What attitude on our part gives you' over there 'most
satisfaction?'"
The reply
was: "I think faith-I mean vision I sufficient light to live by a well of
water to draw from.... A well.
Life...I will
explain...Life
A
well-balanced, regulated, planned:
[square wave
illustration]
No haphazard
affair...
Haphazard...[short zig-zag illustration]
Your view on
earth I mean.
(Question):
"Who taught you this symbol of ordered life?"
(Answer):
"Just mine, my very own does, doesn't it? I. want to learn such crowds of
things here. I feel bursting with desire, desire for expansion."
Another day
he wrote: "We here see a larger part of life than you. We are very happy,
as love abounds here. Heaven is and will be, perfect love and harmony.
Life and love are wonderful here. Rate has hurt so many, and has been
sad."
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