A few weeks ago, in a letter,
extracts from which have appeared in The Spiritual Scientist of December
3rd, I alluded to the deplorable lack of accord between American
Spiritualists, and the consequences of the same. At that time I had just
fought out my useless battle with a foe who, though beneath my own personal
notice, had insulted all the Spiritualists of this country, as a body, in
a caricature of a so-called scientific exposé. In dealing
with him I dealt with but one of the numerous "bravos" enlisted
in the army of the bitter opponents of belief; and my task was, comparatively
speaking, an easy one, if we take it for granted that falsehood can hardly
withstand truth, as the latter will ever speak for itself. Since that day
the scales have turned; prompted now, as then, by the same love of justice
and fair play, I feel compelled to throw down my glove once more in our
defence, seeing that so few of the adherents to the cause are bold enough
to accept that duty, and so many of them show the white feather of pusillanimity.
I indicated in my letter that such a state of things, such a complete
lack of harmony, and such cowardice, I may add, among their ranks, subjected
the Spiritualists and the cause to constant attacks from a compact, aggressive
public opinion, based upon ignorance and wicked prejudice, intolerant, remorseless
and thoroughly dishonest in the employment of its methods. As a vast army,
amply equipped, may be cut to pieces by an inferior force well trained and
handled, so Spiritualism, numbering its hosts by millions, and able to vanquish
every reäctionary theology by a little well-directed effort, is constantly
harassed, weakened, impeded, by the convergent attacks of pulpit and press,
and by the treachery and cowardice of its trusted leaders. It is one of
these professed leaders that I propose to question to-day, as closely as
my rights, not only as a widely known Kabalist but also as a resident of
the United States, will allow me. When I see the numbers of believers in
this country, the broad basis of their belief, the impregnability of their
position, and the talent that is embraced within their ranks, I am disgusted
at the spectacle that they manifest at this very moment, after the Katie
King how shall we say fraud? By no means, since the last word
of this sensational comedy is far from being spoken.
There is not a country on the face of our planet, with a jury attached
to its courts of justice, but gives the benefit of the doubt to every criminal
brought within the law, and affords him a chance to be heard and tell his story.
Is such the case between the pretended "spirit performer,"
the alleged bogus Katie King, and the Holmes mediums? I answer most decidedly no, and mean to prove it, if no one else does.
I deny the right of any man or woman to wrench from our hands all possible
means of finding out the truth. I deny the right of any editor of a daily
newspaper to accuse and publish accusations, refusing at the same time to
hear one word of justification from the defendants, and so, instead of helping
people to clear up the matter, leaving them more than ever to grope their
way in the dark.
The biography of "Katie King" has come out at last; a sworn
certificate, if you please, endorsed (under oath?) by Dr. Child, who throughout
the whole of this "burlesque" epilogue has ever appeared in it,
like some inevitable deus-ex-machinâ. The whole of this made-up
elegy (by whom? evidently not by Mrs. White) is redolent with the perfume
of erring innocence, of Magdalene-like tales of woe and sorrow, tardy repentance
and the like, giving us the abnormal idea of a pickpocket in the act of
robbing our soul of its most precious, thrilling sensations. The carefully-prepared
explanations on some points that appear now and then as so many stumbling-blocks
in the way of a seemingly fair exposé do not preclude, nevertheless,
through the whole of it, the possibility of doubt; for many awkward semblances
of truth, partly taken from the confessions of that fallen angel, Mrs. White,
and partly most of them we should say copied from the private
note-book of her "amanuensis," give you a fair idea of the veracity
of this sworn certificate. For instance, according to her own statement
and the evidence furnished by the habitués of the Holmeses,
Mrs. White having never been present at any of the dark circles (her alleged
acting as Katie King excluding all possibility, on her part, of such a public
exhibition of flesh and bones), how comes she to know so well, in every
particular, about the tricks of the mediums, the programme of their performances,
etc.? Then, again, Mrs. White who remembers so well by rote we may
say every word exchanged between Katie King and Mr. Owen, the spirit
and Dr. Child, has evidently forgotten all that was ever said by her in her bogus personation to Dr. Felger; she does not even
remember a very important secret communicated by her to the latter gentleman!
What an extraordinary combination of memory and absence of mind at the same
time. May not a certain memorandum-book, with its carefully-noted contents,
account for it, perhaps? The document is signed, under oath, with the name
of a non-existing spirit, Katie King. . . . Very clever!
All protestations of innocence or explanations sent in by Mr. or Mrs.
Holmes, written or verbal, are peremptorily refused publication by the press.
No respectable paper dares takes upon itself the responsibility of such
an unpopular cause.
The public feel triumphant; the clergy, forgetting in the excitement
of their victory the Brooklyn scandal, rub their hands and chuckle; a certain
exposer of materialized spirits and mind-reading, like some monstrous anti-spiritual
mitrailleuse shoots forth a volley of missiles, and sends a condoling letter
to Mr. Owen; Spiritualists, crestfallen, ridiculed and defeated, feel crushed for ever under the pretended exposure and that overwhelming, pseudonymous
evidence. . . . The day of Waterloo has come for us, and sweeping away the
last remnants of the defeated army, it remains for us to ring our own death-knell.
. . . Spirits, beware! henceforth, if you lack prudence, your materialized
forms will have to stop at the cabinet doors, and in a perfect tremble melt
away from sight, singing in chorus Edgar Poes "Never more." One would really suppose that the whole belief of the Spiritualists
hung at the girdles of the Holmeses, and that in case they should be unmasked
as tricksters, we might as well vote our phenomena an old womans delusion.
Is the scraping off of a barnacle the destruction of a ship? But, moreover,
we are not sufficiently furnished with any plausible proofs at all.
Colonel Olcott is here and has begun investigations. His first tests
with Mrs. Holmes alone, for Mr. Holmes is lying sick at Vineland, have proved
satisfactory enough, in his eyes, to induce Mr. Owen to return to the spot
of his first love, namely, the Holmeses cabinet. He began by tying
Mrs. Holmes up in a bag, the string drawn tightly round her neck, knotted
and sealed in the presence of Mr. Owen, Col. Olcott and a third gentleman.
After that the medium was placed in the empty cabinet, which was rolled
away into the middle of the room, and it was made a perfect impossibility
for her to use her hands. The door being closed, hands appeared
in the aperture, then the outlines of a face came, which gradually formed
into the classical head of John King, turban, beard and all. He kindly allowed
the investigators to stroke his beard, touch his warm face, and patted
their hands with his. After the séance was over, Mrs. Holmes,
with many tears of gratitude in the presence of the three gentlemen, assured
Mr. Owen most solemnly that she had spoken many a time to Dr. Child
about "Katie" leaving her presents in the house and dropping them
about the place, and that she Mrs. Holmes wanted Mr. Owen to know
it; but that the doctor had given her most peremptory orders to the contrary,
forbidding her to let the former know it, his precise words being, "Dont
do it, its useless; he must not know it." I leave
the question of Mrs. Holmes veracity as to this fact for Dr. Child
to settle with her.
On the other hand, we have the woman, Eliza White, exposer and accuser
of the Holmeses, who remains up to the present day a riddle and an Egyptian
mystery to every man and woman of this city, except to the clever and equally
invisible party a sort of protecting deity who took the team in
hand, and drove the whole concern of "Katies" materialization
to destruction, in what he considered such a first-rate way. She is not
to be met, or seen, or interviewed, or even spoken to by anyone, least of
all by the ex-admirers of "Katie King" herself, so anxious to
get a peep at the modest, blushing beauty who deemed herself worthy of personating
the fair spirit. Maybe its rather dangerous to allow them the chance
of comparing for themselves the features of both? But the most perplexing
fact of this most perplexing imbroglio is that Mr. R. D. Owen, by his own
confession to me, has never, not even on the day of the exposure, seen
Mrs. White, or talked to her, or had otherwise the least chance to
scan her features close enough for him to identify her. He caught
a glimpse of her general outline but once, viz., at the mock seance of
Dec. 5th, referred to in her biography, when she appeared to half a dozen
of witnesses (invited to testify and identify the fraud) emerging de
novo from the cabinet, with her face closely covered with a double
veil (!) after which the sweet vision vanished and appeared no more.
Mr. Owen adds that he is not prepared to swear to the identity of Mrs. White
and Katie King.
May I be allowed to enquire as to the necessity of such a profound mystery,
after the promise of a public exposure of all the fraud? It seems to me
that the said exposure would have been far more satisfactory if conducted
otherwise. Why not give the fairest chance to R. D. Owen, the party who
has suffered the most on account of this disgusting swindle if swindle
there is to compare Mrs. White with his Katie? May I suggest
again that it is perhaps because the spirits features are but too
well impressed on his memory, poor, noble, confiding gentleman. Gauze dresses
and moonshine, coronets and stars can possibly be counterfeited in a half-darkened
room, while features, answering line for line to the "spirit Katies"
face, are not so easily made up; the latter require very clever preparations.
A lie may be easy enough for a smooth tongue, but no pugnose can lie itself into a classical one.
A very honourable gentleman of my acquaintance, a fervent admirer of
the "spirit Katies" beauty, who has seen and addressed her
at two feet distance about fifty times, tells me that on a certain
evening, when Dr. Child begged the spirit to let him see her tongue (did
the honourable doctor want to compare it with Mrs. Whites tongue the
lady having been his patient?), she did so, and upon her opening her mouth,
the gentleman in question assures me that he plainly saw, what in his admiring
phraseology he terms "the most beautiful set of teeth two rows
of pearls." He remarked most particularly those teeth. Now there are
some wicked, slandering gossips, who happen to have cultivated most intimately Mrs. Whites acquaintance in the happy days of her innocence, before
her fall and subsequent exposé, and they tell us very bluntly
(we beg the penitent angels pardon, we repeat but a hearsay) that
this lady can hardly number among her other natural charms the rare beauty
of pearly teeth, or a perfect, most beautifully formed hand and
arm. Why not show her teeth at once to the said admirer, and
so shame the slanderers? Why shun "Katies" best friends?
If we were so anxious as she seems to be to prove "who is who,"
we would surely submit with pleasure to the operation of showing our teeth,
yea, even in a court of justice. The above fact, trifling as it may seem
at first sight, would be considered as a very important one by any intelligent
juryman in a question of personal identification.
Mr. Owens statement to us, corroborated by "Katie King"
herself in her biography, a sworn document, remember, is in the following
words: "She consented to have an interview with some gentlemen who
had seen her personating the spirit, on condition that she would be allowed
to keep a veil over her face all the time she was conversing with them."
(Philadelphia Inquirer, Jan. 11th, 4th col., "K. K. Biography.")
Now pray why should these "too credulous weak-minded gentlemen,"
as the immortal Dr. Beard would say, be subjected again to such an extra
strain on their blind faith? We should say that that was just the proper
time to come out and prove to them what was the nature of the mental aberration
they were labouring under for so many months. Well, if they do swallow this
new veiled proof they are welcome to it.
Vulgus vult decipi decipiatur! But I expect something more substantial
before submitting in guilty silence to be laughed at. As it is, the case
According to the same biography (same column) the mock séance was prepared and carried out to everyones hearts content,
through the endeavours of an amateur detective, who, by the way, if any
one wants to know, is a Mr. W. O. Leslie, a contractor or agent for the
Baltimore, Philadelphia, and New York Railroad, residing in this city. If
the press and several of the most celebrated victims of the fraud are under
bond of secrecy with him, I am not, and mean to say what I know.
And so the said séance took place on Dec. 5th last, which
fact appearing in sworn evidence, implies that Mr. Leslie had wrested from
Mrs. White the confession of her guilt at least several days previous to
that date, though the precise day of the "amateurs" triumph
is very cleverly withheld in the sworn certificate. Now comes a new
On the evenings of Dec. 2nd and 3rd, at two séances held
at the Holmeses, I, myself, in the presence of Robert Dale Owen and
Dr. Child (chief manager of those performances, from whom I got on the same
morning an admission card), together with twenty more witnesses, saw the
spirit of Katie step out of the cabinet twice, in full form and beauty,
and I can swear in any court of justice that she did not bear the least
resemblance to Mrs. Whites portrait.
As I am unwilling to base my argument upon any other testimony than my
own, I will not dwell upon the alleged apparition of Katie King at the Holmeses
on Dec. 5th to Mr. Roberts and fifteen others, among whom was Mr. W. H.
Clarke, a reporter for The Daily Graphic, for I happened to be out
of town, though, if this fact is demonstrated, it will go far against Mrs.
White, for on that precise evening, and at the same hour, she was exhibiting
herself as the bogus Katie at the mock séance. Something still
more worthy of consideration is found in the most positive assertion of
a gentleman, a Mr. Wescott, who on that evening of the 5th, on his way home
from the real séance, met in the car Mr. Owen, Dr. Child and
his wife, all three returning from the mock séance. Nowit so happened that this gentleman mentioned to them about having just
seen the spirit Katie come out of the cabinet, adding "he thought she
never looked better"; upon hearing which Mr. Robert Dale Owen stared
at him in amazement, and all the three looked greatly perplexed.
And so I have but insisted on the apparition of the spirit at the mediums
house on the evenings Dec. 2nd and 3rd, when I witnessed the phenomenon,
together with Robert Dale Owen and other parties.
It would be worse than useless to offer or accept the poor excuse that
the confession of the woman White, her exposure of the fraud, the delivery
to Mr. Leslie of all her dresses and presents received by her in the name
of Katie King, the disclosure of the sad news by this devoted gentleman
to Mr. Owen, and the preparation of the mock séance cabinet
and other important matters, had all of them taken place on the 4th; the
more so, as we are furnished with most positive proofs that Dr. Child at
least, if not Mr. Owen, knew all about Mr. Leslies success with Mrs.
White several days beforehand. Knowing then of the fraud, how could Mr.
Leslie allow it to be still carried on, as the fact of Katies apparition
at the Holmeses on Dec. 2nd and 3rd prove to have been the case? Any
gentleman, even with a very moderate degree of honour about him, would never
allow the public to be fooled and defrauded any longer, unless he had the
firm resolution of catching the bogus spirit on the spot and proving the
imposition. But no such thing occurred. Quite the contrary; for Dr. Child,
who had constituted himself from the first not only chief superintendent
of the séances, cabinet and materialization business, but
also cashier and ticket-holder (paying the mediums at first ten dollars
per séance, as he did, and subsequently fifteen dollars, and
pocketing the rest of the proceeds), on that same evening of the 3rd took
the admission money from every visitor as quietly as he ever did. I
will add, furthermore, that I, in propriâ personâ, handed
him on that very night a five-dollar bill, and that he (Dr. Child) kept
the whole of it, remarking that the balance could be made good to us by future séances.
Will Dr. Child presume to say that getting ready, as he then was, in
company with Mr. Leslie, to produce the bogus Katie King on the 5th of December,
he knew nothing, as yet, of the fraud on the 3rd?
Further; in the same biography (chap. viii, column the 1st), it is stated
that, immediately upon Mrs. Whites return from Blissfield, Mich.,
she called on Dr. Child, and offered to expose the whole humbug she had
been engaged in, but that he would not listen to her. Upon that occasion she was not veiled, as indeed there was no necessity for her to be,
since by Dr. Childs own admission she had been a patient of his, and
under his medical treatment. In a letter from Holmes to Dr. Child, dated
Blissfield, Aug. 28th, 1874, the former writes:
Mrs. White says you and the friends were very rude, wanted to look into
all our boxes and trunks and break open locks. What were you looking for,
or expecting to find?
All these several circumstances show in the clearest possible manner
that Dr. Child and Mrs. White were on terms much more intimate then than
that of casual acquaintance, and it is the height of absurdity to assert
that if Mrs. White and Katie King were identical, the fraud was not perfectly
well known to the "Father Confessor" (see narrative of John and
Katie King, p. 45). But a side light is thrown upon this comedy from the
pretended biography of John King and his daughter Katie, written at their
dictation in his own office by Dr. Child himself. This book was given
out to the world as an authentic revelation from these two spirits. It tells
us that they stepped in and stepped out of his office, day after day, as
any mortal being might, and after holding brief conversations, followed
by long narratives, they fully endorsed the genuineness of their own apparition
in the Holmeses cabinet. Moreover, the spirits appearing at the public séances corroborated the statements which they made to their
amanuensis in his office; the two dovetailing together and making a consistent
story. Now, if the Holmeses Kings were Mrs. White, who were the spirits
visiting the doctors office? and if the spirits visiting him were
genuine, who were those that appeared at the public séances?In which particular has the "Father Confessor" defrauded the
public? In selling a book containing false biographies or exposing bogus
spirits at the Holmeses? Which or both? Let the doctor choose.
If his conscience is so tender as to force him into print with his certificate
and affidavits why does it not sink deep enough to reach his pocket, and
compel him to refund to us the money obtained by him under false pretences?
According to his own confession, the Holmeses received from him, up to the
time they left town, about $1,200, for four months of daily séances.That he admitted every night as many visitors as he could possibly find
room for sometimes as many as thirty-five is a fact that
will be corroborated by every person who has seen the phenomena more than
once. Furthermore, some six or seven reliable witnesses have told us that
the modest fee of $1 was only for the habitués, too curious
or over-anxious visitors having to pay sometimes as much as $5, and in one
instance $10. This last fact I give under all reserve, not having had to
pay so much as that myself.
Now let an impartial investigator of this Philadelphia imbroglio take
a pencil and cast up the profit left after paying the mediums, in this nightly
spirit speculation lasting many months. The result would be to show that
the business of a spirit "Father Confessor" is, on the whole,
a very lucrative one.
Ladies and gentlemen of the spiritual belief, methinks we are all of
us between the horns of a very wonderful dilemma. If you happen to find
your position comfortable, Ido not, and so will try to extricate
Let it be perfectly understood, though, that I do not intend in the least
to undertake at present the defence of the Holmeses. They may be the greatest
frauds for what I know or care. My only purpose is to know for a certainty
to whom I am indebted for my share of ridicule small as it may be,
luckily for me. If we Spiritualists are to be laughed and scoffed at and
ridiculed and sneered at, we ought to know at least the reason why. Either
there was a fraud or there was none. If the fraud is a sad reality, and
Dr. Child by some mysterious combination of his personal cruel fate has
fallen the first victim to it, after having proved himself so anxious for
the sake of his honour and character to stop at once the further progress
of such a deceit on a public that had hitherto looked on him alone as the
party responsible for the perfect integrity and genuineness of a phenomenon
so fully endorsed by him in all particulars, why does not the doctor come
out the first and help us to the clue of all this mystery? Well aware of
the fact that the swindled and defrauded parties can at any day assert their
rights to the restitution of moneys laid out by them solely on the ground
of their entire faith in him they had trusted, why does he not sue the Holmeses
and so prove his own innocence? He cannot but admit that in the eyes of
some initiated parties, his cause looks far more ugly as it now stands than
the accusation under which the Holmeses vainly struggle. Or, if there was no fraud, or if it is not fully proved, as it cannot well be on the
shallow testimony of a nameless woman signing documents with pseudonyms,
why then all this comedy on the part of the principal partner in the "Katie
materialization" business? Was not Dr. Child the institutor, the promulgator,
and we may say the creator of what proves to have been but a bogus phenomenon,
after all? Was not he the advertising agent of this incarnated humbug the
Barnum of this spiritual show? And now that he has helped to fool not only
Spiritualists but the world at large, whether as a confederate himself or
one of the weak-minded fools no matter, so long as it is demonstrated
that it was he that helped us to this scrape he imagines that by helping
to accuse the mediums, and expose the fraud, by fortifying with his endorsement
all manner of bogus affidavits and illegal certificates from non-existing
parties, he hopes to find himself henceforth perfectly clear of responsibility
to the persons he has dragged after him into this infamous swamp!
We must demand a legal investigation. We have the right to insist upon
it, for we Spiritualists have bought this right at a dear price: with the
life-long reputation of Mr. Owen as an able and reliable writer and trustworthy
witness of the phenomena, who may henceforth be regarded as a doubted and
ever-ridiculed visionary by sceptical wiseacres. We have bought this right
with the prospect that all of us, whom Dr. Child has unwittingly or otherwise
(time will prove it) fooled into belief in his Katie King, will become for
a time the butts for endless raillery, satires and jokes from the press
and ignorant masses. We regret to feel obliged to contradict on this point
such an authority in all matters as The Daily Graphic, but if orthodox
laymen rather decline to see this fraud thoroughly investigated in a court
of justice for fear of the Holmeses becoming entitled to the crown of martyrs,
we have no such fear as that, and repeat with Mr. Hudson Tuttle that "better
perish the cause with the impostors than live such a life of eternal ostracism,
with no chance for justice or redress."
Why in the name of all that is wonderful should Dr. Child have all the
laurels of this unfought battle, in which the attacked army seems for ever
doomed to be defeated without so much as a struggle? Why should he have
all the material benefit of this materialized humbug, and R. D. Owen, an
honest Spiritualist, whose name is universally respected, have all the kicks
and thumps of the sceptical press? Is this fair and just? How long shall
we Spiritualists be turned over like so many scapegoats to the unbelievers
by cheating mediums and speculating prophets? Like some modern shepherd
Paris, Mr. Owen fell a victim to the snares of this pernicious, newly materialized
Helen; and on him falls heaviest the present reäction that threatens
to produce a new Trojan war. But the Homer of the Philadelphia Iliad, the
one who has appeared in the past as the elegiac poet and biographer ofthat same Helen, and who appears in the present kindling up the spark
of doubt against the Holmeses, till, if not speedily quenched, it might
become a roaring ocean of flames he that plays at this present hour
the unparalleled part of a chief justice presiding at his own trial
and deciding inhis own case Dr. Child, we say, turning
back on the spirit daughter of his own creation, and backing the mortal,
illegitimate offspring furnished by somebody, is left unmolested! Only fancy,
while R. D. Owen is fairly crushed under the ridicule of the exposure, Dr.
Child, who has endorsed false spirits, now turns states evidence and
endorses as fervently spirit certificates, swearing to the same in a court
If ever I may hope to get a chance of having my advice accepted by some
one anxious to clear up all this sickening story, I would insist that the
whole matter be forced into a real court of justice and unriddled before
a jury. If Dr. Child is, after all, an honest man whose trusting nature
was imposed upon, he must be the first to offer us all the chances that
lie in his power of getting at the bottom of all these endless "whys"
and "hows." If he does not, in such a case we will try for ourselves
to solve the following mysteries:
1st, Judge Allen, of Vineland, now in Philadelphia, testifies to the
fact that when the cabinet, made up under the direct supervision and instructions
of Dr. Child, was brought home to the Holmeses, the doctor worked at it
himself, unaided, one whole day, and with his tools, Judge Allen being at
the time at the mediums, whom he was visiting. If there was a trap-door
or "two cut boards" connected with it, who did the work? Who can
doubt that such clever machinery, fitted in such a way as to baffle frequent
and close examinations on the part of the sceptics, requires an experienced
mechanic of more than ordinary ability? Further, unless well paid, he could
hardly be bound to secrecy. Who paid him? Is it Holmes out of his ten-dollar
nightly fee? We ought to ascertain it.
2nd, If it is true, as two persons are ready to swear, that the party,
calling herself Eliza White, alias "Frank," alias Katie
King, and so forth, is no widow at all, having a well materialized husband,
who is living, and who keeps a drinking saloon in a Connecticut town then
in such case the fair widow has perjured herself and Dr. Child has endorsed
the perjury. We regret that he should endorse the statements of the former
as rashly as he accepted the fact of her materialization.
3rd, Affidavits and witnesses (five in all) are ready to prove that on
a certain night, when Mrs. White was visibly in her living body, refreshing
her penitent stomach in company with impenitent associates in a lager beer
saloon, having no claims to patrician "patronage," Katie King,
in her spirit form, was as visibly seen at the door of her cabinet.
4th, On one occasion, when Dr. Child (in consequence of some prophetic
vision, maybe) invited Mrs. White to his own house, where he locked her
up with the inmates, who entertained her the whole of the evening, for the
sole purpose of convincing (he always seems anxious to convince somebody
of something) some doubting sceptics of the reality of the spirit-form,
the latter appeared in the séance-room and talked with
R. D. Owen in the presence of all the company. The Spiritualists were jubilant
that night, and the doctor the most triumphant of them all. Many are the
witnesses ready to testify to the fact, but Dr. Child, when questioned,
seems to have entirely forgotten this important occurrence.
5th, Who is the party whom she claims to have engaged to personate General
Rawlings? Let him come out and swear to it, so that we will all see his
great resemblance to the defunct warrior.
6th, Let her name the friends from whom she borrowed the costumes to
personate "Sauntee" and "Richard." They must prove it
under oath. Let them produce the dresses. Can she tell us where she got
the shining robes of the second and third spheres?
7th, Only some portions of Holmes letters to "Frank"
are published in the biography: some of them for the purpose of proving
their co-partnership in the fraud at Blissfield. Can she name the house
and parties with whom she lodged and boarded at Blissfield, Michigan?
When all the above questions are answered and demonstrated to our satisfaction,
then, and only then, shall we believe that the Holmeses are the only guilty
parties to a fraud, which, for its consummate rascality and brazenness,
is unprecedented in the annals of Spiritualism.
I have read some of Mr. Holmes letters, whether original or forged,
no matter, and blessed as I am with a good memory, I well remember certain
sentences that have been, very luckily for the poetic creature, suppressed
by the blushing editor as being too vile for publication. One of the most
modest of the paragraphs runs thus:
Now, my advice to you, Frank, dont crook your elbow too
often; no use doubling up and squaring your fists again.
Oh, Katie King!
Remember, the above is addressed to the woman who pretends to have personated
the spirit of whom R. D. Owen wrote thus:
I particularly noticed this evening the ease and harmony of her motions.
In Naples, during five years, I frequented a circle famed for courtly demeanour;
but never in the best-bred lady of rank accosting her visitors, have I seen
A well-known artist of Philadelphia, after examining Katie, said to me
that he had seldom seen features exhibiting more classic beauty. "Her
movements and bearing," he added, "are the very ideal of grace."
Compare for one moment this admiring description with the quotation from
Holmes letter. Fancy an ideal of classic beauty and grace crooking
her elbow in a lager beer saloon, and judge for yourselves.