In answer to inquiries, Mr. Curtis stated that the phenomenon might be taken as a good illustration of projections; and that he was prepared to project himself once again, in order to prove that it was erroneous to suppose that phantasms could not do all manner of physical actions.  A deal table (upon which stood a tumbler and jug of water), a grandfather clock, and a piano were brought on to the stage, and Mr. Curtis once again projected his spirit form.  The latter at once walked to the table, and, taking up the tumbler, filled it with water from the jug; after which it wound up the clock, and, sitting down on a seat in front of the piano, played “Killarney” and “The Star-spangled Banner.”  And then, amidst the wildest applause—­the first time assuredly “a ghost” has ever received public plaudits in recognition of its services—­it modestly re-entered its physical home.

Mr. Curtis then announced that not only could he project his ethereal body from his material body in the manner he had already demonstrated, but that with his ethereal body he could amalgamate with inorganic matter.  He bade those on the stage approach the table in convenient numbers, i.e. two or three at a time, and listen attentively.  He then took his stand on one side of the stage, about fourteen feet from the table; and the audience approaching the table and listening attentively, first of all heard it pulsate as with the throbbings of a heart, and then breathe with the deep and heavy respirations of some one in a sound sleep.  The table then raised itself some three or four inches from the ground and moved round the stage; at the conclusion of which feat Mr. Curtis informed the audience that “table-turning”—­when not accomplished through the trickery of one of the sitters—­was frequently performed by the work of some earth-bound spirit—­usually an Elemental—­that could amalgamate with any piece of furniture, in precisely the same way as his own projection had amalgamated with the table in front of them.  “Elementals,” Mr. Curtis continued, “are responsible for many of the foolish and purposeless tricks performed at seances; and for the unintelligible and useless kind of answers the table so often raps out.  The best you can hope for, from an Elemental, is amusement—­it will never give you any reliable information; nor will it ever do you any good.”

With these words Mr. Curtis’s share in the entertainment concluded.  He retired to the wings, whilst Mr. Kelson stepping forward—­begged those several gentlemen who, on Mr. Curtis’s exit, had reseated themselves among the audience, once again to step up on to the stage.