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all parts of the room: at one time by the wall, at another 
in a further corner of the room, now touching me on the 
head, and now tapping against the floor. After ringing 
about the room in this manner for fully five minutes, it fell 
upon the table close to my hands. 
During the time this was going on, no one moved and 
Miss Fox’s hands were perfectly quiet. I remarked that it 
could not be my little hand-bell which was ringing, for I left 
that in the library. (Shortly before Miss Fox came, I had 
occasion to refer to a book, which was lying on a corner of a 
book-shelf. The bell was on the book, and I put it on one 
side to get the book. ‘That little incident had impressed on 
my mind the fact of the bell being in the library.) The gas 
was burning brightly in the hall outside the dining-room 
door, so that this could not be opened without letting light 
into the room, even had there been an accomplice in the 
house with a duplicate key, which there certainly was not. 
I struck a light. There, sure enough, was my own bell 
lying on the table before me. I went straight into the 
library. A glance showed that the bell was not where it 
ought to have been. I said to my eldest boy, ‘‘Do you 
know where my little bell is?” ‘‘ Yes, papa,” he replied, 
“there it is,” pointing to where I had left it. He looked up 
as he said this, and then continued, ‘‘ No—it’s not there, but 
it was there a little time ago.” ‘‘ How do you mean ?—has 
anyone come in and taken it?” ‘‘ No,” said he, ‘no one 
has been in; but I am sure it was there, because when you 
sent us in here out of the dining-room, J. (the youngest boy) 
began ringing it so that I couid not go on with my lessons, 
and I told him to stop.” J. corroborated this, and said that, 
after ringing it, he put the bell down where he had found it. 
The second circumstance which I will relate occurred 
in the light, one Sunday evening, only Mr. Home and 
members of my family being present. My wife and I had 
been spending the day in the country, and had brought 
home a few flowers we had gathered. On reaching home, 
we gave them to a servant to putthem in water. Mr. Home 
came soon after, and we at once proceeded to the dining- 
room. As we were sitting down, a servant brought in the 
flowers which she had arranged in a vase. I placed it in 
the centre of the dining-table, which was without a 
cloth. ‘This was the first time Mr. Home had seen these 
flowers. 
After several phenomena had occurred, the conversation 
turned upon some circumstances which seemed only ex- 
plicable on the assumption that matter had actually passed 
