Theos-Talk Archives (November 2002 Message tt00039)

William Q. Judge
1870s
New York City 

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I was one day, about four o'clock, reading a book that had just been 
brought in by a friend of Colonel Olcott. I was sitting some six feet 
distance from H. P. Blavatsky, who was busy writing. I had carefully 
read the title page of the book, but had forgotten the exact title. 
But I knew that there was not one word of writing upon it. As I began 
to read the first paragraph, I heard a bell sound in the air and, 
looking, saw that Mme. Blavatsky was intently regarding me.

"What book do you read?" said she.

Turning back to the title page, I was about to read aloud the name, 
when my eye was arrested by a message written in ink across the top 
of the page, which, a few minutes before, I had looked at and found 
clean. It was a message in about seven lines, and the fluid had not 
yet quite dried on the page — its contents were a warning about
the book. I am positive that when I took the volume in my hand not 
one word was written in it.
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[Source: Judge, W.Q. Quoted in A.P. Sinnett's "Incidents in the 
Life of Madame Blavatsky", 1886 ed, pp. 186 et seq. The above 
extracts have been transcribed from the original source but some 
material has been silently deleted.]