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(“There are also others, or at least one more.” At the risk of repetition: There were two articles concerning Mrs. Berry in the paper. One was by Peggy Gallagher and this is the one used as envelope object. Just above Peggy’s article the other article was printed. This second one included the photo of Mrs. Berry. The second article also included another photo—this one of a man who was also elected with Mrs. Berry. The two photos ran side by side.

(The 51st envelope experiment was held during the session. The object was placed as usual between two pieces of Bristol and sealed in double envelopes. It was a newspaper article by Peggy Gallagher, published in the Elmira Star-Gazette and Advertiser on May 4,1966; today. The photo of Mrs. Bessie Berry was not included in the test envelopes. It appeared on the same page of the newspaper, just above the center column of the object itself, but was attched to another article about Mrs. Berry.

(“Quick. Something quick.” Jane associated the word quick here with the fact that Mrs. Berry is the first Negro on the local school board; quick meaning first. In the last paragraph of the object-article Mrs. Berry also talks about being the first Negro to work in child welfare in Elmira.

(“A connection with sep, as in September, or the number designated by that month.” The number is 9. Near the bottom of the first column in her story Peggy writes that Mrs. Berry learned of her election victory soon after the polls closed at 9 PM. The election was also nine hours long; this is mentioned specifically in the other article about Mrs. Berry, printed just above the article used as object.

(I also asked if Seth could comment on my dream of Mrs. [...] I showed Jane the pencil sketch of Mrs. [...] I plan to do a small oil painting or two of the sketch I’ve done of Mrs. [...]

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Her relative, David told us now, had informed him that Mrs. [...] Jane certainly hadn’t done so during her reading for Mrs. [...]

(After lunch today Jane and I were visited by our old friend David Yoder, who’s been in Florida recuperating from the heart bypass surgery he underwent early this year.¹ David brought news that was at first startling, then quickly developed into several conflicting emotions and ideas for us: He’d just learned from a relative of hers that a few weeks ago Mrs. [...]

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(Before the session we read over a letter Jane had received on March 16, 1971, from Mrs. [...]

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[...] Jane and I had been talking about trying to check out some of this material, since presumably records concerning Frank Watts would exist locally; and possibly people who knew him, other than Miss Callahan, and a co-worker of Jane’s at the gallery when the sessions began, Mrs. [...]

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I think the following is beginning of dream: Mrs. [...]

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[...] It’s neither the most inconsequential item on our list, or the most spectacular — but recently we learned through a close relative of the Steffans (I’ll call them), the couple from whom we bought the hill house, that at a small social gathering over two years ago Jane had spontaneously given something of a psychic “reading” for Mrs. [...]

Jane hadn’t met Mrs. [...]

Let me note at the end of this account that the mutual friend who introduced Jane and Mrs. [...]

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(For the past few days I’ve done little “creative” work, beyond working on my watercolor portrait of Mrs. [...]

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