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The light being turned on, Mrs. Compton, in her black dress, as before, was led by me into the cabinet and seated in the chair, and secured with paper bracelets, and sealing wax stamped so as to render it impossible for her to move without being detected. We then took our places in the circle. I must not forget to mention that I had in my side coat pocket, neatly put up in paper, a small, pretty bouquet of fresh flowers, which I had bought during the day from a gardener, and which I intended to present that evening to the spirit Katie, if she would take it.

The light being turned on, Mrs. Compton, in her black dress, as before, was led by me into the cabinet and seated in the chair, and secured with paper bracelets, and sealing wax stamped so as to render it impossible for her to move without being detected. We then took our places in the circle. I must not forget to mention that I had in my side coat pocket, neatly put up in paper, a small, pretty bouquet of fresh flowers, which I had bought during the day from a gardener, and which I intended to present that evening to the spirit Katie, if she would take it.

We had not been long waiting before the latch went up and the cabinet door opened, and beautiful “Katie” appeared before us adorned in white and blue simplicity, as usual; she advanced toward me, and waving with her hand ''she indicated to me to enter the cabinet door white she was out. I arose from my seat, passed her, and went into the open cabinet door. I looked all around in the cabinet: I felt all around; the atmosphere seemed heavy—very heavy, indeed, it seemed to me, so thick was it, that I was feeling with my hands moving through flour, or very thick atmosphere. I cane to the cane-seat chair in the cabinet. ''{{Style S-Small capitals|I saw nothing—literally nothing is the chair}}''. I felt of it. A voice said loudly, “Don't move the chair—the spirit-form of Mrs. Compton still occupies it, although her material form is not there. If you move the chair you will hurt the medium, perhaps kill her.” Of course I did not move the chair, but I felt of it; I placed my hand in and over the seat and back, and there was nothing at all there—no Mrs. Compton, no paper bracelets, no sealing wax—nothing, nothing! What does all this mean? Katie, the spirit, is materialized from the dematerialized form and body of Mrs.'' {{Style S-HPB SB. Editors note|...}}

We had not been long waiting before the latch went up and the cabinet door opened, and beautiful “Katie” appeared before us adorned in white and blue simplicity, as usual; she advanced toward me, and waving with her hand ''she indicated to me to enter the cabinet door white she was out. I arose from my seat, passed her, and went into the open cabinet door. I looked all around in the cabinet: I felt all around; the atmosphere seemed heavy—very heavy, indeed, it seemed to me, so thick was it, that I was feeling with my hands moving through flour, or very thick atmosphere. I cane to the cane-seat chair in the cabinet. ''{{Style S-Small capitals|I saw nothing—literally nothing is the chair}}''. I felt of it. A voice said loudly, “Don't move the chair—the spirit-form of Mrs. Compton still occupies it, although her material form is not there. If you move the chair you will hurt the medium, perhaps kill her.” Of course I did not move the chair, but I felt of it; I placed my hand in and over the seat and back, and there was nothing at all there—no Mrs. Compton, no paper bracelets, no sealing wax—nothing, nothing! What does all this mean? Katie, the spirit, is materialized from the dematerialized form and body of Mrs.'' {{Style S-HPB SB. Continues on|1-32}}

{{Style S-HPB SB. HPB note|This Mrs. Compton is a real <u>wonderful</u> medium. She is a true electric battery worked by Elementals.}}

{{Style S-HPB SB. HPB note|This Mrs. Compton is a real <u>wonderful</u> medium. She is a true electric battery worked by Elementals.}}

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