
June 1.—I sat reluctantly at the table in the evening, and
I am bound to admit some curious things happened. I contend they
were coincidences, but they were curious. For instance, the table
kept tilting towards me, which Carrie construed as a desire that I should
ask the spirit a question. I obeyed the rules, and I asked the
spirit (who said her name was Lina) if she could tell me the name of
an old aunt of whom I was thinking, and whom we used to call Aunt Maggie.
The table spelled out C A T. We could make nothing out of it,
till I suddenly remembered that her second name was Catherine, which
it was evidently trying to spell. I don’t think even Carrie
knew this. But if she did, she would never cheat. I must
admit it was curious. Several other things happened, and I consented
to sit at another séance on Monday.