Haunted Magazine 15 Don’T Cross the Streams: the Search for London’S Lost Rivers
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#dontbenormal - be PARANORMAL! ISSUE 15 JACK THE RIPPER ESSENTIAL KIT • THE SEANCE OF THE RIPPER THE GHOST ARK: • THE SECRET IDENTITY OF JACK CAN A STATE OF THE ART HAND THE RIPPER HELD DEVICE • THE MAN WHO NEVER WAS REALLY DETECT • HAS DNA FINALLY NAILED THE PRESENCE OF JACK THE RIPPER? GHOSTS? FEATURING: EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEWS • DON’T CROSS THE STREAMS! • URI GELLER IN SEARCH OF LONDON’S LOST RIVERS THAT SPOON BENDING FELLA! COULD GHOST HUNTING ON • LIVE • ELIJAH WOOD SOCIAL MEDIA CHANGE THE PARANORMAL “YES I BELIEVE IN GHOSTS!” WORLD FOREVER? “ONE DAY MEN WILL LOOK BACK AND SAY I GAVE BIRTH TO THE TWENTIETH CENTURY" Contents 04 Wanted: Dead or Alive 14 Dont Cross the Streams 18 Ghoul Britannia with Calamityville Horror 22 Spectral Planes 24 Interview with Uri Geller 28 Idlewells: The Centre of Paranormal Activity? 32 Ark of the Convenient 36 Interview with Elijah Wood 40 The Man Who Never Was 42 Goldenrod with 3 Girls in the Editor in Chief Dark Paul Stevenson [email protected] 44 When a Doctor Calls Twitter: @hauntedmagazine Art Direction & Design 46 The Seance of Jack the Ripper Andy Soar [email protected] Twitter: @haunteddigital 50 Remembering Ghostwatch with Special Photography E.O. Higgins Paul Mclean Writing Talent: 57 Has DNA Identified JTR? John Bowen, CL Raven, Mike Covell, E.O. Higgins, Emma Garvican, 62 The Steal by John Bowen Richard Jones, 3 Girls in the Dark, Lee Roberts, Philip Solomon, 68 The Secret Identity of Russell Edwards and R.L. Andrew Jack the Ripper Special Thanks Elijah Wood, 72 Short Story: The Unforgiven Uri Geller, Arfon Jones and of course Jack T Ripper (whoever you are) 75 Emma's Cake Shop of Horrors www.haunteddigitalmagazine.com HAUNTED MAGAZINE Mike Covell, a local historian and Ripperologist with an interest in the paranormal investigates an historical ghost story from Hull that was passed on by a suspect in the “Jack the Ripper” case. ictorian Literature is full of weird and Alive” by Robert D’Onston Stephenson, under his Vwonderful tales, usually involving adventure pen name Roslyn D‘Onston. Many people have said and the unknown; after all it provided great that Ripperology and the Paranormal should be entertainment and escapism from the everyday separate fields, but when studying Stephenson, it lives of the reader. Books would be read at is hard to keep the two fields apart. The story family gatherings or social events and stories first appeared in print in the “Review of Reviews, would be regaled over dinner. Without a doubt the Victorian period was a haven for fantastic New Year’s Extra Number” way back in 1892. Many, works by wonderful authors that stretched the including myself have used this story as a starting imagination and entertained the masses. One point in investigating Robert D’Onston Stephenson story that should be of intrest to any student as it includes several verifiable facts about his of Ripperology or the Paranormal is “Dead or life. The full text of Stephenson’s story reads: 4 HAUNTED MAGAZINE ead or Alive, Review of Reviews or dead!” I said, “Very well then, we will not think that there was any moon, at all D1892. (New Year’s Extra Number). meet, dead or alive.” ‘The next year I was events, at that hour. “Old Bob”, as he was Mr. R. D’Onston sends me the following on the spot a few minutes before the time; always affectionately called, wheeled me communication: ‘To those instances in and, punctual to the stroke of midnight, to the bridge, helped me out of the Bath Real Ghost Stories of ghosts who have Louise arrived. By this time, I had begun to chair, and gave me my crutch. I walked on kept promises made in life to appear to regret the arrangement I had made; but it to the bridge, and leaned my back against those dear to them, may I add my own was of too solemn a nature to be put aside. the white painted top rail, then lighted experience? The incident occurred to me I therefore kept the appointment, but said my briar-root, and had a comfortable some years ago, and all the details can be that I did not care to renew the compact. smoke. ‘I was very much annoyed that I substantiated. The date was August 26th, Louise, however, persuaded me to renew it had allowed myself to be persuaded to 1867, at midnight. I was then residing for one more year, and I consented, much come a second time, and determined to in the neighbourhood of Hull, and held against my will; and we again left each tell “Louise” positively that this should be an appointment under the Crown which other repeating the same formula, “Dead the last meeting. Besides, now, I did not necessitated my repairing thither every or alive”. ‘The next year after that passed consider it fair to Miss K., with whom I was day for a few hours’ duty. My berth was rapidly for me until the first week in July, again negotiating, en rapport to a certain almost a sinecure; and I had been for some when I was shot dangerously in the thigh extent. So, if anything, it was in rather a time engaged to a young North-country by a fisherman named Thomas Piles, of sulky frame of mind that I awaited Louise. heiress, it being understood that on our Hull, a reputed smuggler. A party of four of Just as the quarters before the hour began marriage I should take her name and us had hired his 10 ton yawl to go yachting to chime I distinctly heard the “clink, “stand for the county”, or rather for one of round the Yorkshire coast, and amuse clink” of the little brass heels, which she its divisions. ‘For her sake I had to break ourselves by shooting sea-birds amongst always wore, sounding on the long flagged off a love affair, not of the most reputable the millions of them at Flamborough Head. causeway, leading for 200 yards up to the order, with a girl in Hull. I will call her The third or fourth day out I was shot in bridge. As she got nearer I could see her Louise. She was young, beautiful, and the right thigh by the skipper Piles; and the pass lamp after lamp in rapid succession, devoted to me. On the night of the 26th day after, one and a quarter ounce of No.2 while the strokes of the large clock at Hull August we took our last walk together, and shot were cut there from by the coastguard resounded through the still night. ‘At last a few minutes before midnight paused on surgeon at Bridlington Quay (whose name the patter, patter of the tiny feet sounded a wooden bridge running across a kind I forget for the moment), assisted by Dr. on the woodwork of the bridge, and I saw of canal, locally termed the “drain”. We Alexander Mackay, at the Black Lion her distinctly pass under the lamp at the paused on the bridge, listening to the Hotel. The affair was in all the papers at farther end - it was only twenty yards wide, swirling current against the wooden piles the time, about a column of it appearing and I stood under the lamp at my side. and waiting for the stroke of midnight to in the Eastern Morning News, of Hull. ‘As When she got close to me I saw that she part forever. In the few minutes’ interval soon as I was able to be removed (two or had neither hat nor cape on, and concluded she repeated, sotto voce, Longfellow’s three weeks) I was taken home, where Dr. that she had taken a cab to the farther end Bridge, the words of which, “I stood on Kelburne King, of Hull, attended me. The of the flagged causeway, and (it being a the bridge at midnight”, seemed terribly day - and the night - (the 26th August) very warm night) had left her wraps in the appropriate. After nearly twenty-five came. I was then unable to walk without cab, and for purposes of effect had come years I can never hear that piece repeated crutches, and that for only a short distance, the short distance in evening dress. “Clink, without feeling a deathly chill and the so had to be wheeled about in a Bath chair. clink” went the brass heels, and she seemed whole scene of two souls in agony again The distance to the trysting being rather about passing me, when I, suddenly urged rising before me. Well! midnight struck, long, and the time and circumstances by an impulse of affection, stretched out and we parted; but Louise said: “Grant me being very peculiar, I did not avail myself my arms to receive her. She passed through one favour, the only one that I shall ever of the services of my usual attendant, but them, intangible, impalpable, and as she ask you on this earth, promise to meet specially retained an old servant of the looked at me I distinctly saw her lips move, me here twelve months to-night at this family, who frequently did confidential and form the words, “Dead or alive”. I even same hour.” I demurred at first, thinking commissions for me, and who knew Miss heard the words, but not with my outward it would be bad for both of us, and only Louise well. We set forth “without beat of ears, with something else, some other re-open partially healed wounds.