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.