Princess Caraboo

"The
earliest of the alleged impostors in my records...is the Princess Caraboo, if not Mary Willcocks, though possibly Mrs.Mary Baker, but perhaps Mrs.Mary Burgess, who, the evening of April 3, 1817, appeared at the door of a cottage, near Bristol, England, and in an unknown language asked for food. ...First we shall take up the case, as it has been made out:

London Observer, June 10,1923 ---that the girl, who spoke unintelligibly, was taken before a magistrate, Samuel Worrall, of Knowle Park, Bristol, who instead of committing her as a vagrant, took her to his home. It is not recorded just what Mrs.Worrall thought of that. It is recorded that the girl was at least what is said to be 'not prepossessing.; When questioned the 'mysterious stranger' wrote in unknown characters, many of which looked like representations of combs. Newspaper correspondents interviewed her. She responded with a fluency of 'combs,'and a smattering of 'bird cages' and 'frying pans.' The news spread, and linguists traveled far to try their knowledge, and finally one of them was successful. He was 'a gentleman from the East Indies,' and, speaking in the Malay language to the girl, he was answered. To him she told her story. Her name was Caraboo, and one day while walking in her garden in Java, she was seized by pirates, who carried her aboard a vessel, from which, after a long imprisonment, she escaped to the coast of England. The story was colorful with details of Javanese life. But then Mrs.Willcocks, not of Java, but of a small town in Devonshire, appeared and identified her daughter Mary. Mary broke down and confessed. She was not prosecuted for her imposture: instead Mrs.Worrall was so kind as to pay her passage to America.

     ...We come upon a pamphlet, entitled Caraboo, published by J.M.Cutch, of Bristol, in the year 1817. We learn in this account, which is an attempt to show that Caraboo was unquestionably an imposter, that it was not the girl, but the 'gentleman from the East Indies,' whose name was Manuel Eyenesso, who was the imposter, so far as went the whole Javanese story. To pose as a solver of mysteries, he had pretended that to his questions, the girl was answering him in the Malay language, and pretending to translate her gibberish, he had made up a fanciful story of his own. ......He pretended that Caraboo had told him that, arriving in Bristol, she had exchanged her gold-embroidered, Javanese dress for English clothes...
     Caraboo had not told any story, in any known language, about herself. Her writings were not in Malay characters. They were examined by scientists, who could not identify them. Specimens were sent to Oxford, where they were not recognized. Consequently, the 'gentleman from the East Indies' disappeared. We are told in the pamphlet that every Oxford scholar who examined the writings 'very properly and without a moment's hesitation pronounced them to be humbug.' That is swift propriety.
      If the elaborate story of the Javanese Princess had been attributed to a girl who had told no understandable story of any kind, it seems to us to be worthwhile to look over the equally elaborate confession, which has been attributed to her. ...According to what is said to be the confession, the girl was Mary Willcocks, born in the village of Witheridge, Devonshire, in the year 1791, from which at the age of 16 she had gone to London, where she had married twice. It is a long, detailed story. Apparently the whole story of Mary's adventures, from the time of her departure from Witheridge, to the time of her arrival in Bristol, is told in what is said to be the confession. Everything is explained --- and then too much is explained. We come to a question that would be an astonisher, if we weren't just a little sophisticated, by this time---By what freak of accomplishment did a Devonshire girl learn to speak Javanese?
      The author of the confession explains that she had picked up with an East Indian, who had taught her the language. If we cannot think that a girl, who had not even pretended to speak Javanese, would explain how she had picked up Javanese, it is clear enough that this part of the alleged confession is a forgery. I explain it by thinking that somebody had been hired to write a confession, and with too much of a yarn for whatever skill he had, had overlooked the exposed imposture of the 'gentleman from the East Indies.'
      All that I can make of the story is that a girl mysteriously appeared. It cannot be said that her story was imposture, because she told no intelligible story. It may be doubted that she confessed, if it be accepted that at least part of the alleged confession was forgery. Her mother did not go to Bristol and identify her, as, for the sake of a neat and convincing finish, the conventionalized story goes. Mrs.Worrall told that she had gone to Witheridge, where she had found the girl's mother, who had verified whatever she was required to verify. Caraboo was shipped away on the first vessel that sailed to America; or, as told in the pamphlet, Mrs.Worrall, with forbearance and charity, paid her passage far away. In Philadelphia, somebody took charge of her affairs, and, as if having never heard that she was supposed to have confessed, she gave exhibitions, writing in an unknown language." (pages 672--678)

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Kaspar Hauser

"The strange and tragic case of Kaspar Hauser first came to public attention in the month of May, 1828, when he stumbled through the New Gate of the German city of Nuremberg. It was during the afternoon that the youth of sixteen or seventeen years entered the city on unsteady legs. "To Nurembergers who gathered around, the boy held out two letters, one of which was addressed to a cavalry captain. He was taken to the captain's house, but, because the captain was not at home, and because he could give no account of himself, he was then taken to a police station. Here it was recorded that he could only speak two sentences in the German language, and that when given paper and pencil he wrote the name Kaspar Hauser. But he was not put away and forgotten. He had astonished and mystified Nurembergers, in the captain's house, and these townsmen had told others, so that a crowd had gone with him to the station house, remaining outside, discussing the strange arrival. It was told in the crowd, as recorded by von Feuerbach, that near the New Gate of the town had appeared a boy who seemed unacquainted with the commonest objects and experiences of the everyday affairs of human beings. The astonishment with which he had looked at the captain's saber had attracted attention. He had been given a pot of beer. The luster of the pot and the color of the beer affected him, as if he had never seen anything of the kind before. Later, seeing a burning candle, he cried out in delight with it, and before anybody could stop him, tried to pick up the flame.
     ... Of the two letters, one purported to be from the boy's mother, dated sixteen years before, telling that she was abandoning her infant, asking the finder to send him to Nuremberg, when he became seventeen years old, to enlist in the Sixth Cavalry Regiment, of which his father had been a member. The other letter purported to be from the finder of the infant, telling that he had ten children of his own, and could no longer support the boy.
     Someone soon found that these letters had not been written by different persons, sixteen years apart. One of them was in Latin characters, but both were written with the same ink, upon the same kind of paper. In the 'later' letter, it was said: 'I have taught him to read and write, and he writes my handwriting exactly as I do'. Whereupon the name Kaspar had written, in the police station, was examined, and it was said that the writings were similar. Largely with this circumstance for a basis, it has been said that Kaspar Hauser was an impostor---or that he had written the letters himself. With what expectation of profit to himself is not made clear. If I must argue, I argue that an impostor, aware that handwritings might be compared, would, if he were a good imposter, pretend to be unable to write, as well as unable to speak. And those who consider Kaspar Hauser an imposter, say that he was a very good impostor. The explanation in the letter, of the similarity of handwritings, seems to be acceptable enough.
     People living along the road leading to the New Gate were questioned. Not an observation upon the boy, before he appeared near the Gate, could be heard of. But we see, if we accept that someone else wrote his letters, that this Gate could not have been his 'appearing-point,' in the sense we're thinking of. He must have been with, or in the custody of, someone else, at least for a while. Streets near the jail, where for a time he was lodged, were filled with crowds, clamoring for more information. Excitement and investigation spread far around Nuremberg. A reward was offered, and, throughout Germany, the likeness of Kaspar Hauser was posted in public places. People in Hungary took up the investigation. Writers in france made much of the mystery, and the story was published in England. People from all parts of Europe went to see the boy. The mystery was so stimulated by pamphleteers that, though 'feverish' seems an extreme word, writers described the excitement over this boy, 'who had appeared as if from the clouds,' as a 'fever'. Because of this international interest, Kaspar Hauser was known as 'The Child of Europe.'
     The city of Nuremberg adopted Kaspar. He was sent to live with Prof.Daumer, a well-known scientist, and the Mayor of Nuremberg notified the public to 'keep away from his present residence, and thereby avoid collision with the police.' The seeming paralysis of his legs wore off. He quickly learned the German language, but spoke always with a foreign accent. I have been unable to learn anything of the peculiarities of this accent.....Writers have said that so marvelous was his supposed ability to learn that he must have been an imposter, having a fair education to start with. Though the impostor-theory is safest and easiest, some writers have held that the boy was an idiot, who had been turned adrift. This explanation can be held simply and honestly by anybody who refuses to believe all records after the first week or so of observations. Whether imposter or idiot, the outstanding mystery is the origin of this continentally advertised boy.
      The look of all the circumstances to me is that somebody got rid of Kaspar, considering him an imbecile, having been able to teach him only two German sentences. Then the look is that he had not for years known Kaspar, but had known him only a few weeks, while his disabilities were new to him. Where this custodian found the boy is the mystery.
      Kaspar Hauser, in the year 1829, wrote his own story, telling that, until the age of sixteen or seventeen, he had lived upon bread and water, in a small, dark cell. He had known only one person, alluded to by him, as 'the man,' who, toward the end of his confinement had taught him two sentences, one of them signifying that he wished to join the cavalry regiment, and the other, 'I don't know.' He had been treated kindly, except once, when he had been struck for being noisy.
      Almost anybody, reading this account, will perhaps regretfully, perhaps not, say farewell to our ides of a teleported boy. 'That settles it.' But nothing ever has settled anything....We note in Kaspar's story a statement that he had no idea of time. That is refreshing to our wilting theory. We may think that he had lived in a small dark room all his life of which he had remembrance, and that that may have been a period of only a few weeks. We pick upon his statement that once he had been struck for being noisy. To us that means that he had been confined, not in a cell, or a dungeon, but in a room in a house, with neighbors around, and that there was somebody's fear that sounds from him would attract attention---or that there were neighbors so close to this place that the imprisonment of a boy could not have been kept a secret more than a few weeks.
      We're not satisfied. We hunt for direct data for thinking that, if Kaspar Hauser had been confined in a dark room, it had not been for more than a few weeks. 'He had a healthy color' (Hiltel). 'He had a very healthy color:he did not appear pale or delicate, like one who had been some time in confinement' (Policeman Wüst).
      According to all that can be learned of another case, a man, naked, almost helpless...(who) could scarcely walk, and in whom memory was obliterated so that he did not know enough to make his way along a road...appeared near Petersfield, Hampshire, Feb.21,1920. If we can think that a peasant, near Nuremberg, found on his farm a boy in similar condition, and took him in, then considering him an imbecile, and wanting to get rid of him, then writing two letters that would explain an abandonment in commonplace terms that would not excite inquiry, but not being skillful in such matters, that looks as if we're explaining somewhat."
      Kaspar appeared in Nuremberg on a holiday when most of the farmers were not out in their fields working. "...this was the day for shifting the imbecile. Upon this day, as told by Kaspar, 'the man' carried the boy from the dark room, and carried, or led, him, compelling him to keep his eyes downward, toward Nuremberg. Kaspar's clothes were changed for the abandonment. Perhaps he had been found naked, and had been given makeshift garments. Perhaps he had been found in clothes, of cut and texture that were remarkable and that would have caused inquiry. The clothes that were given to him were a peasant's. It was noted in Nuremberg that they seemed not to belong to him, because Kaspar was not a peasant boy, judging by the softness of his hands (von Feuerbach).
     ...Oct.17,1829---Kaspar was found in Prof.Daumer's house, bleeding from a cut in the forehead. He said a man in a black mask had appeared suddenly, and had stabbed him. It was explained that this was attempted suicide. But stabbing oneself in the forehead is a queer way to attempt suicide, and in Nuremberg arose a belief that Kaspar's life was in danger from unknown enemies, and two policemen were assigned to guard him. During an afternoon in May,1831, one of these policemen, while in one room, heard a pistol shot, in another room. He ran there, and found Kaspar again wounded in the forehead. Kaspar said that it was an accident: that he had climbed upon the back of a chair, and, reaching for a book, had slipped, and, catching out wildly, had grabbed a pistol that was hanging on the wall, discharging it. Dec.14, 1833---Kaspar Hauser ran from a park, crying that he had been stabbed. Deeply wounded in his side, he was taken to his home. The park, which was covered with new-fallen snow, was searched, but no weapon was found, and only Kaspar's footprints were seen in the snow.(emphasis mine) Two of the attending physicians gave their opinion that Kaspar could not have so injured himself. The opinion of the third physician was an indirect accusation of suicide: that the blow had been struck by a left-handed person. Kaspar was not left-handed, but was ambidextrous.
     "Kaspar lay on his bed, with his usual publicity. He was surrounded by tormentors, who urged him to gasp plugs in his story. He was the only human being who had been in the park, according to the testimony of the snow tracks. It was not only Kaspar who was wounded. There was a wound in circumstances. Tormentors urged him to confess, so that in terms of the known they could fill out his story. Faith in confessions and the desire to end a mystery with a confession are so intense that some writers have said that Kaspar did confess. As a confession, they have interpreted his protest against his accusers---'My God! that I should so die in shame and disgrace!'
     Kaspar Hauser died. The point of his heart had been pierced by something that had cut through the diaphragm, penetrating stomach and liver. In the opinion of two of the doctors and many of the people of Nuremberg, this wound could not have been self-inflicted. Rewards for the capture of an assassin were offered. Again, throughout Germany, posters appeared in public places, and in Germany and other countries there were renewed outbursts of pamphlets. The boy appeared 'as if from the clouds,' and nothing more was learned.
     It was Kaspar's story that a man in the park had stabbed him. If anybody prefers to think that it cannot be maintained that there was only one track of footprints in the snow, let him look up various accounts, and he will find assurances any way he wants to find them, For almost every statement that (has been made here, there is) ...just as good authority for denying it, as for stating it... One can read that Kaspar Hauser was highly intelligent or brilliant. One can read that the autopsy showed that his brain was atrophied to the size of a small animal's, accounting for his idiocy.....
     A great deal, such as Kaspar's ability to see in the dark, and his aversion to eating meat, and his inability to walk would be understandable, if could be accepted the popular theory that Kaspar Hauser was the rightful Crown Prince of Bavaria, who for political reasons had been kept for sixteen or seventeen years in a dungeon. There would be an explanation for two alleged attacks upon him. But see back to his own story of confinement in a house, or a peasant's hut, near Nuremberg, where probably his imprisonment could not have been kept secret more than a few weeks. ...It was said that Kaspar Hauser was murdered to suppress political disclosures. If it be thinkable that Kaspar was murdered to suppress a mystery, whether political, or not so easily defined, there are statements that support the idea that also some of the inhabitants of Nuremberg, who were prominent in Kaspar's affairs, were murdered. One can read that von Feuerbach was murdered, or one can read that von Feuerbach died of a paralytic stroke. ...Soon after the death of Kaspar Hauser, several persons, who had shown much interest in his case, died, and that it was told in Nuremberg that they had been poisoned. They were Mayor Binder, Dr.Osterhauser, Dr.Preu, and Dr.Albert.
      'Kaspar Hauser showed such utter deficiency of words and ideas, such perfect ignorance of the commonest things and appearances of Nature, and such horror of all customs, conveniences, and necessities of civilized life, and, withal such extraordinary peculiarities in his social, mental, and physical disposition, that one might feel oneself driven to the alternative of believing him to be a citizen of another planet, transferred by some miracle to our own.' (von Feuerbach)."
(pages 700--710)

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The Marie Celeste

"The disappearance of the Marie Celeste is an enduring mystery of the high seas. Fort recounts the following tale and includes his own possible explanation for this baffling case.
     "I take from the report by the Queen's Proctor, in the Admiralty Court, published in the London Times, Feb.14, 1873. Upon the 5th of December, 1872, between the Azores and Lisbon, the crew of the British ship Dei Gratia saw a vessel, made out to be the American brigantine Marie Celeste. Her sails were set, and she was tacking, but so erratically that attention was attracted. Whether ships are really females or not, this one looked so helpless, or woebegone, that all absence of male protection was suspected. The Britons shoved out and boarded the vessel. There was nobody aboard. There was findable nothing by which to account for the abandonment. 'Every part of the vessel, inside and outside, was in good order and condition.' In the log book, the latest entry, having in it no suggestion of impending trouble of any kind was dated November 25th. There was no sign of any such trouble as mutiny. A phial of oil, used by the captain's wife, upon a sewing machine, stood upright, indicating that there had been no rough weather. Investigation of this mystery was world-wide. The State Department of the United States communicated with all representatives abroad, and every custom house in the world was more or less alert for information of any kind: but fourteen persons, in a time of calm weather, and under circumstances that gave no indication of any kind of violence, disappeared, and either nothing, or altogether too much, was found out. I have a collection of yarns, by highly individual liars, or artists who scorned, in any particular, to imitate one another; who told thirty, forty, or fifty years later, of having been members of this crew.
     ...It may be that upon new principles we can account for the mystery of the Marie Celeste. If there is a selective force, which transports stones exclusively, or larvae, and nothing but larvae, or transports living things of various sizes, but nothing but living things, such a selective force might affect a number of human beings, leaving no trace, because unaffective to everything else....But I suggest that, with our hints of Teleportation, we are on the wrong track. Crews of vessels have disappeared, and vessels have disappeared. It may be that something of which the inhabitants of this earth know nothing, is concerned in these disappearances, or seizures."
(pages 634--635)

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The Original Cat Burglar

"In January, 1925, the London police were being run in circles by a very clever and mischevious thief. "He was called the 'cat burglar.' Since his time, many minor fellows have been so named. The newspapers stressed what they called this criminal's uncanny ability to enter houses, but I think that the stress should have been upon his knowledge of exactly where to go, after entering houses. Whether he had the property of invisibility or not, residents of Mayfair reported losses of money and jewelry that could not be more mystifying if an invisible being had come in through doors or windows without having to open them, and had strolled through rooms, sizing up the lay of things. He was called the 'cat burglar,' because there was no conventional way of accounting for his entrances, except by thinking that he had climbed up the sides of houses--- always knowing just what room to climb to--- climbing with a skill that no cat has ever had. Sometimes it was said that marks were seen on drain pipes and on window sills. Just so long as the police can say something, that is accepted as next best to doing something. ...The 'cat burglar' piled up jewelry that would satisfy anybody's dream of expensive junk, and then he vanished...Perhaps marks were found on drain pipes and window sills. But only logicians think that anything has exclusive meaning. If I had the power of invisibly entering houses, but preferred to turn off suspicions, I'd make marks on drain pipes and window sills." (Pages 866-867)

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The Moodus Noises

"Upon August 11, 1805, an explosive sound was heard at East Haddam, Connecticutt. There are records of six prior sounds, as if of explosions, that were heard at East Haddam, beginning with the year 1791, but unrecorded, the sounds had attracted attention for a century, and had been called the 'Moodus' sounds, by the Indians. For the best account of the 'Moodus' sounds, see the Amer.Jour.Sci., 39-339. Here a writer tries to show the phenomena were subterranean, but says that there was no satisfactory explanation.

   

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