CHAPTER VII

CROSS CORRESPONDENCE

1

This is where things stood when, of late years, the mediums, the

spiritualists, or, rather, it appears, the spirits themselves—for one

cannot tell exactly with whom we have to do—perhaps dissatisfied at not

being more definitely recognized and understood, invented, for a more

effectual proof of their existence, what has been called “cross

correspondence.” Here, the position is reversed: it is no longer a

question of various and more or less numerous spirits revealing

themselves through the agency of one and the same medium, but of a

single spirit manifesting itself almost simultaneously through several

mediums often at great distances from one another and without any

preliminary understanding among themselves. Each of these messages,

taken alone, is usually unintelligible and yields a meaning only when

laboriously combined with all the others.

As Sir Oliver Lodge says:

“The object of this ingenious and complicated effort clearly is to prove

that there is some definite intelligence underlying the phenomena,

distinct from that of any of the automatists, by sending fragments of a

message or literary reference which shall be unintelligible to each

separately—so that no effective mutual telepathy is possible between

them—thus eliminating or trying to eliminate what had long been

recognized by all members of the Society for Psychical Research as the

most troublesome and indestructible of the semi-normal hypotheses. And

the further object is evidently to prove as far as possible, by the

substance and quality of the message, that it is characteristic of the

one particular personality who is ostensibly communicating, and of no

other.”[13]

The experiments are still in their early stages; and the most recent

volumes of the _Proceedings_ are devoted to them. Although the

accumulated mass of evidence is already considerable, there is no

conclusion to be drawn from it as yet; and, in any case, whatever the

spiritualists may say, the suspicion of telepathy seems to me to be in

no way removed. The experiments form a rather fantastic literary

exercise, one much superior, intellectually, to the ordinary

manifestations of the mediums; but, up to the present, there is no

reason for placing their mystery in the other world rather than in this.

Men have tried to see in them a proof that somewhere, in time or space,

or else beyond both, there is a sort of immense cosmic reserve of

knowledge upon which the spirits go and draw freely. But, if the reserve

exist, which is very possible, nothing tells us that it is not the

living rather than the dead who repair to it. It is very strange that

the dead, if they really have access to the immeasurable treasure,

should bring back nothing from it but a kind of ingenious child’s

puzzle, although it ought to contain myriads of lost or forgotten

notions and acquirements, heaped up during thousands and thousands of

years in abysses which our mind, weighed down by the body, can no longer

penetrate, but which nothing seems to close against the investigations

of freer and more subtle activities. They are evidently surrounded by

innumerable mysteries, by unsuspected and formidable truths that loom

large on every side. The smallest astronomical or biological revelation,

the least secret of olden time, such as that of the temper of copper,

possessed by the ancients, an archæological detail, a poem, a statue, a

recovered remedy, a shred of one of those unknown sciences which

flourished in Egypt or Atlantis: any of these would form a much more

decisive argument than hundreds of more or less literary reminiscences.

Why do they speak to us so seldom of the future? And for what reason,

when they do venture upon it, are they mistaken with such disheartening

regularity? One would think, rather, that, in the sight of a being

delivered from the trammels of the body and of time, the years, whether

past or future, ought all to lie outspread on one and the same

plane.[14] We may, therefore, say that the ingenuity of the proof turns

against it.

All things considered, as in the other attempts and notably those of the

famous medium Stainton Moses, there is the same characteristic inability

to bring us the veriest particle of truth or knowledge of which no

vestige could be found in a living brain or in a book written on this

earth. And yet it is inconceivable that there should not somewhere exist

a knowledge that is not as ours and truths other than those which we

possess here below.

The case of Stainton Moses, whose name we have just mentioned, is a very

striking one in this respect. This Stainton Moses was a dogmatic,

hard-working clergyman, whose learning, Myers tells us, in the normal

state, did not exceed that of an ordinary schoolmaster. But he was no

sooner “entranced” before certain spirits of antiquity or of the middle

ages, who are hardly known save to profound scholars, among others St.

Hippolytus, Bishop of Ostia, Plotinus, Athenodorus, the tutor of

Augustus, and, more particularly, Grocyn, the friend of Erasmus, took

possession of his person and manifested themselves through his agency.

Now Grocyn, for instance, furnished certain information about Erasmus

which was at first thought to have been gathered in the other world, but

which was subsequently discovered in forgotten, but nevertheless

accessible books. On the other hand, Stainton Moses’ integrity was never

questioned for an instant by those who knew him; and we may therefore

take his word for it when he declares that he had not read the books in

question. Here again, the mystery, inexplicable though it be, seems

really to lie hidden in the midst of ourselves. It is unconscious

reminiscence, if you will, suggestion at a distance, subliminal reading,

but, no more than in cross correspondence, is it indispensable to have

recourse to the dead and to drag them by main force into the riddle,

which, seen from our side of the grave, is dark and impassioned enough

as it is. Furthermore, we must not insist unduly on this cross

correspondence. We must remember that the whole thing is in its earliest

stages and that the dead appear to have no small difficulty in grasping

the requirements of the living.

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Footnote 13:

_The Survival of Man_, Chap. xxv, p. 325.

Footnote 14:

In this connexion, however, we find two or three rather perturbing

facts, a remarkable one being, at a spiritualistic meeting held by the

late W. T. Stead, the prediction of the murder of King Alexander and

Queen Draga, described with the most circumstantial details. A

verbatim report of this prediction was drawn up and signed by some

thirty witnesses; and Stead went next day to beg the Servian minister

in London to warn the king of the danger that threatened him. The

event took place, as announced, a few months later. But “precognition”

does not necessarily require the intervention of the dead; moreover,

every case of this kind, before being definitely accepted, would call

for prolonged investigation in every particular.

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2

In regard to this subject, as to the others, the spiritualists are fond

of saying:

“If you refuse to admit the agency of spirits, the majority of these

phenomena are absolutely inexplicable.”

Agreed; nor do we pretend to explain them, for hardly anything is to be

explained upon this earth. We are content simply to ascribe them to the

incomprehensible power of the mediums, which is no more improbable than

the survival of the dead and has the advantage of not going outside the

sphere which we occupy and of bearing relation to a large number of

similar facts that occur among living people. Those singular faculties

are baffling only because they are still sporadic and because but a very

short time has elapsed since they received scientific recognition.

Properly speaking, they are no more marvellous than those which we use

daily without marvelling at them: our memory, for instance, our

understanding, our imagination and so forth. They form part of the great

miracle that we are; and, having once admitted the miracle, we should be

surprised not so much at its extent as at its limits.

Nevertheless, to close this chapter, I am not at all of opinion that we

must definitely reject the spiritualistic theory: that would be both

unjust and premature. Hitherto, everything remains in suspense. We may

say that things are still very little removed from the point marked by

Sir William Crookes, in 1874, in an article which he contributed to the

_Quarterly Journal of Science_:

“The difference between the advocates of Psychic Force and the

Spiritualists consists in this—that we contend that there is as yet

insufficient proof of any other directing agent than the Intelligence of

the Medium, and no proof whatever of the agency of Spirits of the Dead;

while the Spiritualists hold it as a faith, not demanding further proof,

that Spirits of the Dead are the sole agents in the production of all

the phenomena. Thus the controversy resolves itself into a pure question

of _fact_, only to be determined by a laborious and long-continued

series of experiments and an extensive collection of psychological

_facts_, which should be the first duty of the Psychological Society,

the formation of which is now in progress.”

Meanwhile, it is saying a good deal that rigorous scientific

investigations have not utterly shattered a theory which so radically

confounds the idea which we were wont to form of death. We shall see

presently why, in considering our destinies beyond the grave, we need

have no reason to linger too long over these apparitions or these

revelations, even though they should really be incontestable and to the

point. They would seem, all told, to be but the incoherent and

precarious manifestations of a transitory state. They would at best

prove, if we were bound to admit them, that a reflexion of ourselves, an

after-vibration of the nerves, a bundle of emotions, a spiritual

silhouette, a grotesque and forlorn image, or, more correctly, a sort of

truncated and uprooted memory can, after our death, linger and float in

a space where nothing remains to feed it, where it gradually becomes wan

and lifeless, but where a special fluid, emanating from an exceptional

medium, succeeds, at moments, in galvanizing it. Perhaps it exists

objectively, perhaps it subsists and revives only in the recollection of

certain sympathies. It would, after all, be not unlikely that the memory

which represents us during our life should continue to do so for a few

weeks or even a few years after our decease. This would explain the

evasive and deceptive character of those spirits which, possessing but a

mnemonic existence, are naturally able to interest themselves only in

matters within their reach. Hence their irritating and maniacal energy

in clinging to the slightest facts, their sleepy dulness, their

incomprehensible indifference and ignorance and all the wretched

absurdities which we have noticed more than once.

But, I repeat, it is much simpler to attribute these absurdities to the

special character and the as yet imperfectly-recognized difficulties of

telepathic communication. The unconscious suggestions of the most

intelligent among those who take part in the experiment are impaired,

disjointed and stripped of their main virtues in passing through the

obscure intermediary of the medium. It may be that they stray, make

their way into certain forgotten corners which the intelligence no

longer visits and thence bring back more or less surprising discoveries;

but the intellectual quality of the aggregate will always be inferior to

that which a conscious mind would yield. Besides, once more, it is not

yet time to draw conclusions. We must not lose sight of the fact that we

have to do with a science which was born but yesterday and which is

groping for its implements, its paths, its methods and its aim in a

darkness denser than the earth’s. The boldest bridge that men have yet

undertaken to throw across the river of death is not to be built in

thirty years. Most sciences have centuries of thankless efforts and

barren uncertainties behind them; and there are, I imagine, few among

the younger of them that can show from the earliest hour, as this one

does, promises of a harvest which may not be the harvest of their

conscious sowing, but which already bids fair to yield much unknown and

wondrous fruit.[15]

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Footnote 15:

To exhaust this question of survival and of communications with the

dead, I ought to speak of Dr. Hyslop’s recent investigations, made

with the assistance of the mediums Smead and Chenoweth (communications

with William James). I ought also to mention Julia’s famous “bureau”

and, above all, the extraordinary sittings of Mrs. Wriedt, the trumpet

medium, who not only obtains communications in which the dead speak

languages of which she herself is completely ignorant, but raises

apparitions said to be extremely disturbing. I ought, lastly, to

examine the facts set forth by Professor Porro, Dr. Venzano and M.

Rozanne and many other things besides, for spiritualistic

investigation and literature are already piling volume upon volume.

But it was not my intention nor my pretension to make a complete study

of scientific spiritualism. I wished merely to omit no essential point

and to give a general, but accurate idea of this posthumous atmosphere

which no really new and decisive fact has come to unsettle since the

manifestations of which we have spoken.

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