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(It will be noted that in the 12th session, January 2,1964, Seth, without being asked by us, stated that he “knows” Jane’s old friend, Father Trainor. Father Trainor was an Irish Catholic priest who visited Jane and her ill mother regularly, for years, during Jane’s grade and high school days. He has been dead for some time. Jane has a photograph of him.
(I am not sure exactly what happened, much less what caused it. I’m writing a prose sketch of Father Trainor. I thought that if I tried reading G. K. Chesterton’s Lepanto, and Gray’s Elegy in a Country Churchyard the way Father Trainor used to, my memory would be refreshed. I wanted to describe his poetry readings for the sketch.
(As a check I suggested later that Jane try reading a different poem, one not read by Father Trainor, to see if she could summon this powerful new voice at will. I wanted to see if something Jane had no emotional involvement with, via memory, could also be used to summon voice changes. Nothing happened. To begin with Jane could not consciously summon nearly the volume of voice, and within a few lines she was so hoarse she had to rest. She said Father Trainor always read the Lepanto and the Elegy on his Sunday visits, and that she could not remember his reading anything else.
(This voice was not the Seth voice by any means. Even at its strongest Seth’s voice is a dry and intellectual one. The Father Trainor voice was very emotional by contrast. I do not believe that the Father Trainor voice at its best exceeded Seth at his best, and vice versa.
[...] Jane said she felt carried away, as she had been in the Father Trainor episode. [...] During this experiment, while reading some poetry aloud that the now-dead Father Trainor had often read to her when she was in high school, Jane’s voice had taken on an enormous male volume and strength. [...] Jane said it was Father Trainor’s voice, at times, or a close approximation. I can only say it was not the Seth voice; I had never known Father Trainor.
[...] Father Trainor, in the photograph we have of him, was a very heavyset man. [...] Father Trainor was Irish.
[...] After the conversation had turned to matters psychic, Jane played the tape recording of the Father Trainor episode of last February 11. [...]
[...] On the tape she manifested many voice changes, while reading G. K. Chesterton’s narrative poem Lepanto, that were quite reminiscent of the way the deceased Father Trainor had read it. [...]
[...] Almost at once it became apparent that the psychic phenomenon taking place, whether or not it involved a medium’s contact with Father Trainor, was much superior to the version already on tape.
[...] During the evening we played some tapes also, and among these was one of the recordings Jane made of G. K. Chesterton’s poem Lepanto; Jane was in a trance state while reading this, apparently in a close approximation of the voice of her now dead friend, Father Trainor. Lepanto was Father Trainor’s favorite poem. [...]
[...] Ruburt was simply not confident enough in the Father Trainor episode last evening to adequately perform the inner manipulations necessary, without your presence. [...]
(Sunday, August 22nd, Jane discovered the tape recording of the first two Father Trainor episodes was deteriorating, for unknown reasons. [...]
[...] See the 131st and 158th sessions for details on the Father Trainor experiments in Volumes 3 and 4.
[...] She remarked that the feeling was similar to the two Father Trainor episodes, of February 11,1965 and May 30,1965; I too had had the thought that there was a similarity here, and thought I detected a hint of a brogue in Jane’s delivery at times. She had exhibited a rather marked brogue during the Father Trainor episodes.
[...] This was more pronounced than before, and more than a little reminiscent of the two Father Trainor episodes.
(Jane grew up in an Irish neighborhood in Saratoga Springs, NY, and Father Trainor was an Irish priest of the old school. [...]
[...] I felt filled and at the same time light, a resemblance to the way I felt when reading the poetry for the recorder, during the Father Trainor experiment yesterday. This feeling came upon me right after I had asked my subconscious to give me some idea of what had happened during the tape recording, when the voice I used seemed to belong more to Father Trainor than to me.
[...] She was aware of her voice phenomena, she said, and her subjective reaction to it was very similar to the way she felt during the Father Trainor episode: she felt carried away by the voice as though she was inside it, in a very light weightless state. In Volume 3, see the 131st session for information on the Father Trainor experience.