Summary

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

Stead last week, at least I seemed to call,
For in this "visionary" world one can't be sure at all;
And when I reached the great man's house he shook me by the hand,
And talked, as only Stead can talk, of Spooks and Borderland,
I own that I was tired of men who live upon the earth,
They hadn't recognised, I felt, my full and proper worth
Source: Gutenberg

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

So I'll go and seek an interview with William Thomas Stead."
The reason why I went to Stead is this: the great and good
Has lately found that English ghosts are much misunderstood;
Substantial man may swagger free, but, spite of all his boasts,
STEAD holds there is a future, and a splendid one, for ghosts.
And so he has an office, a sort of ghostly Cook's,
Where tours may be contracted for to Borderland and Spooks;
And those who yearn to mix with ghosts have only got to go
And talk, as I conversed, with Stead for half an hour or so.
Source: Gutenberg

Various Punch, or the London Charivari…

The ghosts have got a paper too, the Borderland I spoke of,
Where raps and taps are registered that scoffers make a joke of:
A medium's magazine it is, a ghostly gazetteer
Produced by William Thomas Stead, the Julianic seer.
And everything that dead men do to help the men who live,
The chains they clank, the sighs they heave, the warnings that they give,
The coffin-lids they lift at night when folk are tucked in bed,
Are all set down in black and white by William Thomas Stead.
While wide-awake he sees such shapes as others merely dream on
Source: Gutenberg

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