Great-grandfather--let me do him this justice--was prompt.
He was there in three minutes. Whatever his line of
business was in the spirit world--and I was never able
to learn it--he must have left it immediately and hurried
to the telephone. Whatever later dissatisfaction I may
have had with Great-grandfather, let me state it fairly
and honestly, he is at least a punctual man. Every time
I called he came right away without delay. Let those who
are inclined to cavil at the methods of the Spiritualists
reflect how impossible it would be to secure such
punctuality on anything but a basis of absolute honesty.
In my first conversation with Great-grandfather, I found
myself so absurdly nervous at the thought of the vast
gulf of space and time across which we were speaking that
I perhaps framed my questions somewhat too crudely.
"How are you, great-grandfather?" I asked.
His voice came back to me as distinctly as if he were in
the next room:
"I am happy, very happy. Please tell everybody that I am
_happy_."
"Great-grandfather," I said. "I will. I'll see that
everybody knows it. Where are you, great-grandfather?"
"Here," he answered, "beyond."
"Beyond what?"
"Here on the other side.
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