The boys took the plates into the bedroom and placed one, chosen at random, on the table. For the first trial they decided to have someone place his hand on the plate in the darkened room. As usual we kept a vigilant contact of hands and feet.
They sat expectantly in the dark waiting for a rap to signal them when the required time had passed. After several minutes, they got discouraged and put the plate aside thinking it wouldn’t be worth developing since it was impossible for the plate to have been affected.
They went on with the sitting asking the “force” to give them a
message, if it had any, by knocking after the appropriate letter in the
alphabet as it was called off by one of the sitters.
The rappings immediately spelled out “p-l-a-t-e.” They grabbed the
metal holder, jumped up and made a bee-line for the bathroom. As Gil
dunked the glass in and out of the chemicals, the others watched in awe.
Sure enough, the distinct image of the hand appeared....<<<Read More>>>...