Identifier: davenportbrother00bost (find matches)
Title: The Davenport brothers
Year: 1869 (1860s)
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Subjects: Davenport, Ira Erastus, b. 1839. (from old catalog) Davenport, William Henry, b. 1841. (from old catalog) Spiritualism
Publisher: Boston, W. White and company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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took with us noone but the elder of the two sons of Mr. Davenport. The room had been so remodelled that there is now butone entrance. We entered, examined every inch of theroom, even overturning every thing that could conceal thesmallest child. We then shut the door, locked it, and pock-eted the key. The room was then made dark by closingthe window-shutters, and we took our seats at a small table,on which lay a trumpet, a hand-bell, and some other things.The medium then asked us to take his hands in ours, so thatwe might be certain that he did nothing himself which wemight hear or feel. This we did; and in a minute thereafterwe heard the trumpet move off the table. It lay on the righthand of us, the medium being on our left, so that he couldnot have reached it if he had been provided with a thirdhand. We then were saluted with a gentle tap on our arm,another on our leg, and others on various parts of our per-son, with the trumpet. A large warm hand was laid on one of ours, and various
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A SURPRISING OCCURRENCE. 95 other things were done, such as shaking the table by whichwe were sitting, rocking the large table, which was a shortdistance from us, and thumping on it; producing concussionsas loud as could be made with a hand hammer. After these performances, what appeared to be a humanvoice spoke through the trumpet, apparently at about fiveor six feet distance from the table, saluting us with i Hel-lo !I asked, Is that you, Johnny ?? He answered, < Yes, it isnobody else; or something to that import. He then spokea few words more, we have forgotten precisely what; butthey were as distinctly articulated as if they had beenspoken by any person in the flesh. At this time, a companyarrived at the door, unknown to us, but knowm to the spirit;for he called for the door to be opened, and our seance wasended. Some will ask, Was not this ventriloquism ? We an-swer emphatically, No ; for the breathing of the medium,who was sitting as close to us as our chairs could stand to-g

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