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CHAPTER XVIII -
SPIRITS FROM FAR CATHAY
AMONG the spirits who frequent the Eddy home-
stead none is more remarkable than an aged
woman who chooses to call herself "The Witch
of the Mountain." In her personal appearance she bears
a marked resemblance to that massive, artistic figure of
the drama, the Meg Merrilles of Charlotte Cushman.
The face is one not easily forgotten. Old, wrinkled, and
decrepit as she is--the latter so much that she usually has
to sit in a chair while discoursing to us-her black eye
gleams with intelligence and a fiery resolution, and her
voice, although pitched in a high falsetto, has the ring of
command in its penetrating tones. No thick layer of fat
covers her attenuated frame, her arms are almost as thin
as a skeleton's, her cheeks hollow, her skin dark brown
and seemingly dry as parchment, and her elfish locks
of gray hang beside a face that would be marked
among ten thousand. On the 31st of last August, I saw
William Eddy throw a dipperful of spring water, taken
in my presence from the horse-trough, upon a chip fire
out of doors, and it flashed up instantaneously, as though
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the embers had been fed with oil or alcohol. It was this
spirit who, as alleged, did the trick, using the medium as
her intermediary.
One day, late in October, the same experiment was
successfully repeated in the presence of several witnesses.
I am told that one evening last winter, in the presence
of a small circle, among whom was an Albany lawyer
named E. D. Stronk, she called for a jar of spring water,
and a few pieces of charcoal from the wood-stove, and
transmuted the latter into stones, after stirring them about
in the jar with her fingers, and making the vessel appear
filled with liquid fire. The witnesses and pebbles I have
seen, but not the experiment; so I set that aside. On
the evening of the same August 31st, however, I saw the
spirit seat herself in a chair on the platform, saw her give
her silky hair into the hands of judge Bacon, of St.
Johnsbury, Vt., Mr. Stronk, and another, to feel; saw
her allow judge Bacon to pull out a lock as a keepsake;
saw the hair in his possession after the circle and on the
next day; and heard her speak to us concerning the
affairs of the next world, for the space of perhaps five
minutes. She has not been a frequent visitor of late, but
about the 23d of October it was announced that she
would appear immediately after the 15th of November,
to take charge of the circle during the winter, and that
she would perform a number of startling chemical experiments.
The 15th fell on Sunday, and of course there was no
circle. The next evening, I made an engagement with a
hard-headed Rutland skeptic to drive up there, but he
failed me at the very last moment, and I could not reach
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Chittenden in time. The Witch came out, however,
according to announcement, and sat and discoursed much
as she did on the occasion previously noticed. Her
experiment of the evening consisted in the manufacture
of a number of bright masses that seemed like large
crystals, but which shone with great brilliancy. Mr.
Stronk, the Albany counselor, happening there on a
second visit, has given me the following memorandum
CHITTENDEN, November 19th, 1874
This is to certify that I attended the seance at the house of the
Eddy brothers, on the evening of the 17th, when " The Witch of the
Mountain" appeared, and conversed for some minutes. She permitted
me, with two others, to go up to her and look at three substances
that may be called spirit jewels, which she drew from her
bosom and showed to me. They were unlike anything I ever beheld,
and indescribably beautiful. One was about as large as the bottom
of a tea-saucer, luminous, plano or concavo-convex, and the surface
divided into squares, or perhaps bosses, each of which seemed to
sparkle with a different color. Some were like the light of a diamond,
some rosy, some golden. If I had been allowed to handle
them, I might give a more accurate description.
E. D. STRONK,
83 Lancaster Street, Albany, N. Y.
The last time I saw the "Witch " was on the evening
of the 7th of October, when she was the first spirit to
emerge from the cabinet. She stepped out at the left
of the curtain, and made some pretty severe strictures
upon a card signed " Skeptic," professing to be written
by a neighbor of the Eddys (which, in fact, it was not),
and containing many falsehoods about them and their
doings. She then said she had a few words for me, and,
passing into the cabinet for a moment, reappeared at the
left of the curtain, which brought her directly in front
of my position. She said that she hoped that conditions
would soon be such that they (the spirits) would be able
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to satisfy me as to experiments; that I must be patient
and restrain my natural eagerness to probe things to the
bottom-for I rendered myself so intensely positive as to
throw the atmosphere of the circle into violent pertubation.
I could not help recalling the letter of Professor Tyndall
in reply to the invitation of the Dialectical Society's Committee
to investigate the phenomena of Spiritualism. He said :
" More than a year ago, Mr. Cromwell Varley, who is, I believe,
one of the greatest modern Spiritualists, did me the favor to pay me
a visit, and he then employed a comparison which, though flattering
to my spiritual strength, seems to mark me out as unfit for spiritual
investigation. He said that my presence at a seance resembled that
of a great magnet among a number of small ones. I throw all into
confusion."
The Professor evidently regarded the thing as a joke,
but I do not, for I think that if any one thing is self-
evident, it is that some persons have greater power
than others to affect the mental, moral, and nervous
conditions of those with whom they come in contact.
If this were not a fact, how could we explain the "personal
magnetism" of actors, orators, lawyers, clergymen, physicians,
military and naval captains, and other men whose names will
recur to every one who reads these lines.
What is this insensible something that envelops us
like an inner atmosphere, and saturates all whom we
meet? What subtle power made the mere touch of an
Apostle's robe efficacious to cure disease, and the laying
on of a royal hand effect the same result? What human
lightning darting from Napoleon's eye converted every
soldier into a hero as it fell upon him? What magic force
turned the rout of our own Shenandoah
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army into a crushing, victory, as the fiery little captain
galloped along the line and swept the field with a
glance? What potent spell lurked in the presence of
Florence Nightingale, and made the wounded men at
Scutari better, if they could barely kiss her shadow as
it flitted across their beds? And what but this unseen
but all-potent personal magnetism, enables some fiends
in human shape to draw maidens, wives, and widows,
alike, from the path of virtue, to minister to their awful
appetites against their own reason, moral training, and the
natural promptings of a pure mind and a previously unsullied heart?
But I will not dwell upon a subject on which, in wider
limits for discussion than are now at my command, I
would be only too happy to expand. Suffice it to say
that, after a good deal of observation among the phenomena
of animal magnetism, odic force and Spiritualism, I have
come to the conclusion that the mere exclusion of a person
from a circle, or his location in any given place in the same,
is neither prima facie evidence of intended trickery, nor that the
superior acumen of the individual as an investigator is dreaded.
The arrival of a Russian lady of distinguished birth
and rare educational and natural endowments, on
the 14th of October (the very day after a certain pseudo-
investigator, who has since made his "statement," left,)
was an important event in the history of the Chittenden
manifestations. This lady--Madame Helen P. de Blavatsky--has led a very eventful life, traveling in most of the lands of
the Orient, searching for antiquities at the base of the Pyramids,
witnessing the mysteries of
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Hindoo temples, and pushing with an armed escort far into the interior of
Africa. The adventures she has encountered, the strange people she has seen, the
perils by sea and land she has passed through, would make one of the most
romantic stories ever told by a biographer. In the whole course of my experience, I never
met so interesting and, if I may say it without offence,
eccentric a character.
As I am about to describe some of the spirit-forms
that appeared to her at the Eddy homestead, and am
dependent upon her for a translation of most of the
language they spoke, it is important that I should say
a few words concerning her social position, by way of
preface. The lady has been so obliging as to comply
with my request to be furnished with some account of
herself, and cheerfully submitted to my inspection
documentary proofs of her identity. Among others of
the latter, I have seen familiar letters from Prince
Ferdinand W-, a relative of the Czar, Baron M ,
and other noblemen, a certified copy of her father's
will, and her passports, which, as well as the last named
document, fully attest her rank. She is the grand-
daughter, on the mother's side, of the great General
Fadeef and the Princess Helen Dolgoroukoff; grand-
daughter of the Prince Iakoff Dolgorouky, the best
friend and counselor of Peter the Great. Her grand-
aunt was Natalia Kirilowna, Princess Dolgorouky,
who was the betrothed of Peter II., and would have
been Empress, had not that unfortunate Prince died on
the eve of their intended marriage. On the father's
side she is related to the powerful Kourland family of
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the Hahn-Hahns, who trace their line in unbroken
descent, back to the first Crusades. Her father's father
was Lieutenant-General of Kourland, and his mother
found a second husband in the Prince Nicholas Vasiltchikof.
Her father was a General on the retired list, and died at
an advanced age, after some sixty years of service in the
army and civil department. His high rank is proven by the
fact of his being in the " Corps des Pages," to which none
but the sons of the highest families are admitted. Mme. de
Blavatsky herself was married to General de Blavatsky,
Governor of Erivan, in the Caucasus.*
It will be seen, therefore, from the above recital, that
here we have a lady of such social position, as to be
incapable of entering into a vulgar conspiracy with
any pair of tricksters, to deceive the public, while her
education and travels have necessarily made her
acquainted with many different languages. This is my
witness; and now to my story.
On the 14th of October Mme. de Blavatsky reached
Chittenden, and attended the seance that evening.
Honto, as if to give the amplest opportunity for the
artist and myself to test the correctness of the theory
of "personation," that the "investigator" previously
* " Caucasus " is the general name given to the region and the
chain of mountains which stretch between the Black and Caspian
seas, the mountains forming the boundary between Asia and Europe.
The country is divided into the governments of Kuban, Stawropol,
Terek, Daghestan, Zakatol, Tiflis, Koutais, Sukum, Tchernomore
(Black Sea), Elizabethpol, Balsa, and Eriwan. The first five lie on
the European side of the mountains ; and the last seven in Asia, and
include Circassia, Abkasia, Mingrelia, Imerethia, Georgia, Russian
Armenia, and Shirvan .
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alluded to had expounded to us, stood at the right of
the cabinet, motioning us to observe her height, her
feet, the bead trimming on her dress, and then unplatted
her hair and shook it out over her shoulders. Santum
came, too, and "Wando" and "Wasso;" and then the
first of the Russian lady's spirit-visitors made his appearance.
He was a person of middle height, well shaped,
dressed in a Georgian (Caucasian) jacket, with loose
sleeves and long pointed oversleeves, an outer long
coat, baggy trousers, leggings of yellow leather, and
white skull-cap, or fez, with tassel. She recognized
him at once as Michalko Guegidze, late of Kutais,
Georgia, a servant of Madame Witte, a relative, and
who waited upon Mme. de B in Kutais.
He was followed by the spirit of Abraham Alsbach,
who spoke some sentences in German to his sister;
and he, in turn, by M. Zephirin Boudreau, late of Canada,
the father of a lady who accompanied Mme. de
Blavatsky to Chittenden, and who, of course, was
attending her first seance. She addressed her questions
to him in French, he responding by rapping with his
hand against the door-frame, except in one instance,
when he uttered the word " Oui." This gentleman
stood so that I saw him in profile against the white
wall. He had an aquiline nose, rather hollow cheeks,
prominent cheek-bones, and an iron-gray beard upon
his chin. It was a marked face, in short, of the pure
Gallic type, one of the kind that Vergne calls " numis-
matic faces," for they seem as if made expressly for
reproduction upon coins and medals. In stature he
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was tall, and in figure slim, and altogether had the air
of a gentleman.
A little girl spirit came after him, and conversed by
raps with her mother, who spoke in the German language;
and this brought. William's circle to a close.
After that we had a light circle-one of the kind in
which, as the reader will remember, certain persons
assert that the phenomena are all done by the hand of
the medium. Among other things that occurred was,
the writing of Mme. de Blavatsky's name upon a card,
by a spirit-hand, in Russian script, which it will scarcely
be said that Horatio could write, with both hands free.
Various detached hands were shown through the aperture
in the shawls, and among the number that of the
boy Michalko himself, which the lady recognized by
some peculiarity, as well as by a string of amber beads
wound around the wrist. Recollect that she had only
arrived that afternoon, had barely become acquainted
with the medium, had had no conversation whatever
with anybody about her former life, and then say how
this Vermont farmer could have known
(1) Of the existence of Michalko Guegidze;
(2) that he had any relations of any kind with his visitor;
(3) that it is a custom among the Georgian peasants to
wear a string of amber beads upon their arms; and
then the skeptic will have to account for the possession
of so unusual a thing as this kind of a rosary, by a
family working a Green Mountain farm.
It instantly occurred to me that if this hand belonged
to the spirit I had seen in William's circle, the spirit
must be attached to it behind the curtain; and that he
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must be able to prove his identity by playing some
familiar air; so I whispered to Mme. de B., in French,
to ask him in his own language to play such an air
upon the strings of the guitar that lay upon the table
behind there. She first asked him, in Georgian and
Russian, if he were really Michalko, and certain other
questions; to which he responded by sweeping the
guitar strings once, or thrice, as he wished to indicate
"Yes or No."
Among other things she said: "IIaparakey sheni
tscheerimy" (Georgian)-"Speak to me, my good fellow."
No response. "KoIi to to postoutschi piatraz
(Russian)-" If it is you, knock five times or five
sweeps of the guitar. Then she said: "Poegrai
"Lezguinka.";"Play the 'Lezguinka'--a famous but far
from melodious national air. He then played the air
as it is found printed in this chapter; Mme. de B. having
been so kind as, with the assistance of Mr. Lenzberg,
the Hartford music professor, to transcribe it for me.
This song being finished, after repetition upon repetition,
she asked the spirit to play another Caucasian
song and dance known as: "Tiris ! Tiris ! Barbare."
She said: " Sigrai Gourinkou "'-" Play the Gouriel
dance"-and straightway it was played by the invisible
performer with great animation. My fellow-spectators
sat listening to the strange sentences of the Russian
lady, without understanding either what she said, the
nationality of the music that was being played, or,
until it was all over, the nature of the important
test that was being given; for I believe I was the only
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person present who spoke French, and our conversation
was confined to that language.
The instruments upon which the Georgian musicians
play the two airs in question, are the zourna, a curious
sort of bagpipe, and the tchicharda, or tschunggourou, a
four-stringed wooden instrument, something like an
ancient mandolin, if I am not mistaken-which, in the
matter of music and musical instruments, is the most
likely thing in the world.
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In the Lezguinka dance the movement is at first slow
and measured, but, little by little, the time quickens,
until finally, as the dancers warm to their work, they
abandon themselves to the excitement of the moment
with mad enthusiasm. The effect upon the spectator, of
this monotonous repetition of the slight melody there is
in the air, must be the reverse of agreeable.
I am fortunately, in the most unexpected manner, put
in possession of a conclusive bit of evidence in corrob-
oration of Madame de Blavatsky's story of Michalko's
identity as a Georgian, in two letters from a merchant in
Philadelphia, which, in view of their public importance,
I have obtained his permission to publish verbatim:
The first introduces the writer to me in the following terms :
PHILADELPHIA, 430 Walnut St., October 29th, 1874.
Henry S. Olcott, Chittenden, Vt., Eddy's Homestead.
DEAR SIR: Though I have not the pleasure of your personal
acquaintance, I take the liberty of addressing to you a few words,
knowing your name from the Daily Graphic correspondence on
Eddy's manifestations, which I read with greatest interest.
I learn from today's Sun that at Eddy's, in presence of Mme.
Blowtskey, Russian lady, a spirit of Michalko Guegidse (very familiar
name to me) has materialized in Georgian dress, has spoken Georgian
language, danced Lezguinka, and sung Georgian National Air.
Being myself a native of Georgia, Caucasus, I read these news
with greatest astonishment and surprise, and being not a believer in
spiritualism, I do not know what to think of these manifestations.
I address today a letter to Mrs. Blowtskey, asking some questions
about materialized Georgian, and if she left Eddy's please forward
it to her, if you know her address.
I also earnestly request your corroboration of this astonishing fact,
materialized Georgian, if he really came out from the cabinet in
Georgian dress, and in your presence. If that occurred in fact, and
if anybody will regard it, as usually, trickery and humbug, then I
will state to you this: There are in the United States no other Georgians
but three, of whom I am the one and came first to this country
three years ago. Two others whom I know, came over last year. I
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know they are not in Vermont now and never been there before ;
and I know they do not speak English at all. Besides us three, no
other man speaks Georgian language in this country, and when I
say this, I mean it to be true fact. Hoping you will answer this
letter, I remain, yours respectfully, M. C. BETANELLY.
Upon receipt of this, I wrote to Mr. Betanelly, answer-
ing his questions, giving the names of other spirits that
appeared to Madame de Blavatsky, and suggesting that
it would interest the public, if he and his two friends
would unite in a certificate that they knew the persons in
life. Here is his reply :
PHILADELPHIA, November 18th, 1874.
Colonel H. S. 0lcott, Rutland. Vt.
DEAR SIR: I am perfectly willing to give you all information and
certificates concerning materialized Georgian spirits at Eddy's.
Unfortunately I kept no correspondence lately with my Georgian
friends, but I think they are somewhere in New York or out West,
but I know they had no personal acquaintance of persons in Georgia
that materialized at Eddy's.
I knew Michalko when alive in Kiitais, and think could recollect
his face at Eddy's if I was there at that night. He was late serf of
Alex. Guegidse, a Georgian nobleman, and employed servant in Col.
A. F. Witte's family. Mr. Witte still lives in Kiitais, and occupies
a position of an engineer under Russian Government.
I also knew personally late General Faddeyeff, a tall and old Gen-
tleman in Tiflis, who died several years ago. He occupied one of
the highest rank in Tiflis under Government, and possessed the
Cross of St. Ann, and other merits of honor for his military and
civil services.
The names of Hasan-Agha and Safas-Ali-Bek are also very
familiar to me.
" Lezguinka " is real National Georgian play and dance. " Tiris,
tiris, Barbare," is Georgian air, commonly song by lower classes and
paysantry. " Tiris " in English means " crys," " to cry." " Bar-
bare is Georgian feminine name." Whole verse means : Crys, crys
Barbare, &c. : this is one verse of the whole and long song, which
it is not, I think, necessary for you to describe or translate.
I send you for curiosity, a Georgian weekly newspaper, " The
Times" (Droeda), published in Tiflis, Caucasus.*
Your obedient servant, M.C. BETANELLY,
*See PAGE, 474
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Of course I never heard either of the Georgian airs
before, and so leave to Mr. Betanelly and his compatriots
in this country to speak for themselves. I can only say
that the music printed in this chapter, is the music I heard
played behind the curtain in Horatio G. Eddy's light-
circle on the evening of October 14th, 1874; and now
pass on to my next point. After stating that having
since made the acquaintance of Mr. Betanelly, he corroborates
all that he says in his two letters, and, since they were written,
has actually seen the face of a Georgian spirit-friend at the
cabinet window of a certain medium.
Among the evidences of the genuineness of the phenomena
furnished us on this evening, were : The playing
on the guitar and tambourine, and the ringing of two
bells, all at once ; the playing of the guitar by Michalko,
with the instrument held flat against the south wall,
farthest away from Horatio ; the simultaneous playing of
the guitar, at the extreme left, beyond Horatio, with its
end resting upon a chair in sight of the audience, and
the patting of the lady-sitter's head and shoulders by two
unseen hands ; and finally, the simultaneous pressure of
three hands upon the backs of Mr. J. M. Peebles and
Mrs. E. D. Stronk, the gentleman and lady who sat with
the medium in front of the curtain. Following, as this
seance did, immediately upon the pretended " exposure "
of the fraud of Horatio, I determined, that no chance to
discover trickery upon this particular evening, should be
neglected; so I took Mr. Peebles into my confidence,
and instructed him to move his arm frequently, and turn
it so as to present new nerve surfaces to the pressure of
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the medium's fingers. That he followed the suggestion,
may be seen from the following certificate
Colonel Olcott :
MY DEAR SIR: Granted the privilege of sitting in the light
seance of Horatio Eddy, to witness what are demonstrated spiritual
manifestations, I beg to make the following statement :
Taking a seat forward of the cabinet to the right of Mr. Eddy, he
tightly clasped with both his hands my bare arm. This done, music
was heard immediately, and simultaneously upon three different instruments.
This was followed by hands tapping me on the back-on the
right shoulder; and then they were projected from behind the curtain,
patting my face and pulling the beard. The hand which I
both saw and felt distinctly, was cold, white, and delicate, utterly
unlike in shape and appearance, that of Mr. Eddy's. And what is
more, during this and other manifestations, I purposely moved my
arms in different directions, to be certain that both of Mr. Eddy's
hands were still clasping mine.
This hand and arm appearing the second time, there was upon the
wrist amber-colored beads. These I not only saw, but I felt and
heard them jingle. Instruments of music were played upon at a
distance beyond the medium's reach, even if his hands had been at
liberty. And yet, during all of these marvels, if I can trust my
senses in connection with reason and consciousness, his hands were
not for a moment unclasped from mine-neither were the nerves of
sensation so benumbed as to prevent, in the slightest, the usual
acuteness of feeling.
This materialized hand also smoothed my hair, rung bells, and
wrote upon cards before the eyes of both the circle and myself. And
I am as certain it was not Horatio Eddy's hand, as I am it was not mine.
J. M. PEEBLES.
Mr. Pebbles is well known as an eloquent speaker and
scholarly writer upon Spiritualism, but that does not
imply that he is either a fool or a knave. He was recently
United States Consul at Trebizond, and is an Orientalist,
a Fellow of the Anthropological Society of London,
and Corresponding Member of the Royal Asiatic Society
of India. In Part II of this work, will be found an
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interesting paper by him, describing some remarkable
magical performances he witnessed in the East.
It was upon the following evening that I saw Honto
suddenly sink away up to her waist, just as she was about
to pass into the cabinet. Three persons-two gentlemen
of Philadelphia, Mr. E and Mr. M-, and one
lady, Miss E. S of Albany--have written to me concerning
a similar phenomenon which happened in their
presence,
upon one evening, before my visit, and subsequently to
the occurrences certified to in a former chapter.
I was in hopes that they would have consented to unite
in a certificate to the fact, but all manifest great reluctance
to having their names associated with Spiritualism in a
public manner. I content myself, therefore, with saying
that they are each of excellent character.
It is a curious affair, this progressive disintegration of
the" materialized" spirit-body! If we can conceive of
the body being made, by a supreme effort of the spirit's
will, from the invisible atoms of the atmosphere, there is
nothing difficult in the theory that, by a like effort, it
could be destroyed. In fact, it is to be noticed that
most ghost-stories relate how the apparition suddenly
evaporates, or dissolves back into its original unsubstantial
elements. Thus the Phantom Carriage, of Chapter Vth,
was seen to fade away in the moonlight, and so faded
the White Lady of Avenel before the eyes of the affrighted
sacristan. But here we have Honto sinking suddenly
into the solid floor, waist-deep; and then, with what
might be called the stump of a body, sliding behind the
cabinet curtain. The same thing happened to Katie
King in the course of Mr. Crookes' experiments. He
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mentions having seen her sink away until nothing
remained but her head, which appeared to rest upon
the carpet of the room.
Mrs. Bolles' mother fell to pieces, as though every
atom of her form had suddenly lost its coherence with
every other atom. Why is this ? How can the discrepancy
be explained ? Has one spirit so superior a power
over its materialized body that it can only be dissolved
in progressive ascension, from heels to head, while another
falls into fragments, at the instant it loses its hold on a
single one of the molecules of which its evanescent shape
is composed? Ali ! that is one of the problems that
await the philosophical chemist.
The next evening, a new spirit, "Hassan Agha," came
to Madame de Blavatsky. He was a wealthy merchant
of Tiflis whom she knew well. He had a sneaking fancy
for the Black Art, as well as our own mediums, and
sometimes obliged his acquaintance by divining for them
with a set of conjuring stones, procured from Arabia at a
great price. His method was to throw them upon the
floor, beside his mat, and then, by the way they fell into
groups, prophesy the future and read the past for his
wondering visitors. He claimed that the stones possessed
some magic property by which and the muttering of
certain Arabic sentences, the inner sight of the conjuror
was opened, and all things hidden became clear.
Hassan's dress, was a long yellowish coat, Turkish
trousers, a bishmet, or vest and a black Astrachan cap,
pappaha, covered with the national bashlik, or hood, with
its long tasseled ends thrown over each shoulder.
Another of her visitors was an old woman dressed in
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the costume of the Russian peasant-women, of whom the
artist has given a sketch. She was an old nurse in the
family, and took charge of both Madame de B. and her
sister in early childhood. She advanced towards the
lady, and, after making a respectful salutation, said some-
thing to her in her native tongue, of which I could
distinguish the words " Michalko " and "Barishnia,"
which latter means "Miss."
Hassan Agha returned the next evening, and not only
staid out longer than before, but, after retiring, reappeared
at our side of the curtain so as to give the artist a good
look at him. He spoke to Madame de B. this evening,
and, listening with close attention, I heard the words
Peshkesh, Bolshoi djelha, and Backsheesh, for the spelling
and translation of which I am indebted to the lady. The
first means" a present," the second and third " a big
fortune," and the last, which is only too familiar to every
traveler in the East, " Money." " Is it for me? " asked
Madame de B. "Abou " (for you) answered the old man,
with a gracious salaam.
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