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Diary of a Ghost Chaser - The Seance Part One

In 1921, a thoroughly charming and entertaining article appeared in The Times detailing the domestic rules of etiquette for receiving ghosts. This ghostly code of conduct was prepared as a possible topic for discussion at the First International Congress for Psychical Research in Copenhagen the same year. Whether it actually made it onto the conference agenda for that year, or any other, however, is not known. Nevertheless, I would say that any of today’s self-respecting psychic researchers could do very well to abide by these principles if only to avoid unnecessary and embarrassing ostracisations from the spirit world — heaven forbid!


The Times, Jan 1921
WHAT’S GOOD FORM WHEN RECEIVING GHOSTS?
We cannot urge you too strongly to appear perfectly natural when receiving a ghost. If you are seated remain so. You won’t gain anything by standing up. When reading you may lay aside your book if you wish. Or if you are very nervous you may walk across the room and flick your cigarette ashes off in the tray. This will conceal your embarrassment for the time being.

GLANCING over the morning mail in the breakfast room last Wednesday we discovered a most unusual communication. It was written on pale white stationary.
“Dear Madam,” thus it ran, “can you throw some light on a matter which has a vital bearing on our social position in this community? One must be psychic to be really smart these days. So I would like some information on the proper method of addressing ghosts. Every third Thursday I am at home to a few expert table-tippers. Phillips Brooks, William James and others have already given us afternoons. But there are a number of points on which I need guidance.”

“For instance, what is the correct method of salutation for disembodied spirits? Should the hostess stand while receiving her guests? If the visitors from the other world appear in negligee, should the hostess wear full dress? Should masculine spirits be invited to informal afternoon affairs? What is the really correct thing to say when ghosts are leaving?”
“Is it good form to count the raps out loud? How many spirits can be invited to one sitting without crowding? Which is more stylish — direct or indirect lighting?”
“If a ghost leaves unexpectedly in high dudgeon, how can it be brought back?”
“Should the most illustrious shades be entertained à deux or ensemble?”
“Your opinion is anxiously awaited.”


It is only natural that we should feel some reticence about assuming this role of Beatrice Fairfax to the ghost fans. But, as our correspondent says, some light should be thrown on the subject at once. Correct social usage in relation to the spirit world is the question of the hour. And although it is rumoured that an encyclopaedia of ghostly etiquette, containing a complete course of instruction in good form, style and deportment, is even now on its way to the printer, we have not heard the date of publication. Unfortunately, we are unable at this time to give this lady authentic views of our greatest living psychic researchers on the subject. An unreasonable prejudice toward the light-headed press seems to prevail in certain quarters. After some weeks of diligent research we are, however, able to quote precedents from the weightiest classics of psychic literature.


The following random hints and don’ts are therefore presented as reliable:
Always speak to a ghost when it calls. Never permit it to stand willy-nilly on the doorsill for any length of time. This little courtesy is only its due. The oldest traditions of the spirit world demand it.
Make your salutation perfectly natural. Otherwise your visitor may feel gauche and ill at ease. Act as if you had an appointment and the ghost had kept it to the minute. Say carelessly and sort of offhand: “Hello, old man! What can I do for you?” Or, if the spectre is a lady: “So sweet of you, dear, to come.” This will start things off pleasantly and open the way for confidences. You will soon find out what the call is all about, anyway.


Our favourite authority on psychic matters, Hereward Carrington, writes in True Ghost Stories:
“Some of them (ghosts) prove helpful; others seem to wish to right a wrong; some even seem to have a sense of humour! So there are all sorts of ghosts, just as there are all sort of people, and the variety is as great in one case as another.”
You see how it is. Some ghosts, we fear, will remain mysterious to the end. After only a few minutes conversation with others you are ready to burst out with:
“Why, I feel as if I had known you always.”
That’s the way it goes.
If you begin correctly, the ghost will follow your lead, usually, and make its wishes known. Particularly this is true when it is of the tearful or helpful variety. If the message is of importance, you must conduct yourself accordingly and listen with an absorbed expression.
Purely helpful ghosts are often as harmless as the worthy ladies who urge you to wear a camphor ball right through the winter as a preventive for colds, or to make yourself unpopular with your favourite beau by advising him to give up smoking. Treat them with the same gentle forbearance. When convenient, change the subject.

By all means retain your mental and physical poise when a ghost is calling. One of the reasons for the meagre data available, on ghost etiquette is the fact that so many persons favoured with apparitions have quite forgotten themselves. They act exactly like the fabled bull in a china shop. Much valuable data has thus been lost to posterity.

This is well illustrated by the experience of a successful banker who has a country estate in Jersey. He was visited one day by the spirit of the best cook he ever had. She had left in a huff some months before. Her astral body did not seem to harbour a grudge, however. Doubtless she just wanted to see how things were coming. The banker had been accustomed all his life to meeting only the best people. But on this occasion he quite forgot himself. He rushed first for the door. It was locked. Then for the window. It was locked. The ghost meanwhile developed hysteria and rushed off somewhere herself.
When the debris was cleared away next morning it was discovered he had smashed a cloisonné vase, spilled a whole bottle of ink on a real filet scarf and broken a window pane. As his wife pointed out, if he had only observed the most elementary rules of decorum he might have found out how to make the peach cobbler, which was such a favourite of his.
Such conduct shows lack of breeding and experience. We cannot urge you too strongly to appear perfectly natural when receiving a ghost. If you are seated remain so. You won’t gain anything by standing up. When reading you may lay aside your book if you wish. Or if you are very nervous you may walk across the room and flick your cigarette ashes off in the tray.

This will conceal your embarrassment for the time being.
Never turn your back on a ghost while it is in the room. If it calls at midnight, after you have retired, never under any circumstances push an electric switch. Your experience will be valueless if you do.
Democracy, it would seem, has not as yet attained a wide vogue from the astral standpoint. Royal shades in some cases must be addressed with as much ceremonial as when they held court on earth. Only a short time ago a young Celtic enthusiast became all worked up over Lytton Strachey’s Queen Victoria. There were some passages about which he disagreed strongly with the writer. He rushed up to a medium who and asked for an audience with the departed ruler. The late Queen appeared, lace cap and all. She answered questions more or less intelligently. As he was leaving the young man started to shake hands. He wished he hadn’t. He felt a rubber glove dipped in slaked lime.
Our court etiquette may be a little rusty, but we believe the proper method would have been to touch her fingers tips with his lips. Shaking hands may have seemed a bit ambitious.
Lighting effects, we admit, have much to do with the most finished formal introductions to ghosts. This is markedly so at table tipping soirees. Some like it light; others dark. It is all a matter of taste, really. Personally, we have often remarked that the most astounding phenomena occur in the most complete darkness. It may be only our imagination.
Then again, there is the question of flowers. Many experts contend that it is best not to speak to a ghost unless you have flowers in your hand. Here, too, one must exercise discretion. It is obvious folly to waste orchids on a spirit which recognizes nothing but dandelions.
Proper arrangement of ghosts means much in a social way. Never seat a literary spirit, who is inclined to be a bit set-up about his accomplishments, next to an out-and-out lowbrow, who imagines that the complex is a new-fangled kind of fancy work. It is also suicidal to bring the ghost of a lady who was always braggy about her virtues as a wife and mother into immediate contact with the spirit form of a notorious flirt.
Either way you are apt to find yourself marooned in a conversational vacuum as far as the spirit world is concerned.
Domestic rules of etiquette for receiving ghosts antedate telekinesis and the toddle. Even in pagan times they were in vogue on occasions when the ghost of a husband or wife dropped in at a former home for a friendly call. Husbands were often obliged to observe various little courtesies before their spirit wives could converse with them on the most trivial and routine family matters.
No married man should cherish the fatuous belief that a woman’s interest in clothes ends at the grave. To the ghosts of deceased ladies in ancient times dress was more important. It caused them many an anxious moment, when they were invited to visit the mortal sphere.

In fact, there is actual evidence to prove that many a wifely ghost, true to her material self, absolutely refused to answer questions or appear in public because she hadn’t have a “decent stitch to wear.” Can you doubt that it is even so with the gentler shades to-day?
Perhaps the lady was unreasonable. But other women know how to sympathize with her. They realize how horribly passé even a ghost must feel in three-quarter sleeves when the really snappy dressers are wearing no sleeves at all.

Every established rule for receiving ghosts demands that they be humoured. Housewives in their astral form have often been known to worry over unpaid laundry bills. If you ever meet a ghost with worries like this one, pay the bill for her. It will be to your credit. A woman of Perth, who died in 1838, left a grocery bill of three shillings and ten pence. She kept appearing for days until someone wiped out the indebtedness.

Many a student of the psychic is at a loss to know how to act when a ghost has been offended. Such instances have occurred and are really quite embarrassing.
We recall the delightfully polished manner of that ghost Imperator. He belonged to the very highest tier of ghostly society. And a gentlemanly shade he was, if ever one returned to earth. No Walter Raleigh had more courtliness or charm.

from:https://freakyfolktales.wordpress.com

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