Defense attorney: How many seances of Mrs. Duncan’s have you attended?

Margaret Lyons: Four.

Defense attorney: Where did you attend them, in Glasgow or in Edinburgh?

Margaret Lyons: One in Holland Street, Glasgow, some years ago, the other three in the Psychic College, Edinburgh, 33 Ryde Row, Edinburgh.

Defense attorney: Which is the one where your father appeared?

Margaret Lyons: Hercot Road Psychic College, the last sitting I had.

Judge: When was that?

Margaret Lyons: About 1940.

Defense Attorney 2: When he appeared, exactly what was said, do you remember?

Margaret Lyons: Yes. I recognized him instantly by his face; his nose was broken and sort of went over a bit. When I heard Albert ask me to come forward, he said, “You are not afraid to come forward and see who this is?” When I saw him, I said, “Daddy”. I was only thirteen when my daddy died, and I recognized him instantly. He said, “Marget”, that was the name he called me Marget, not Margaret and I stood sort of speechless. I could hardly believe the tremendous revelation. All he said to me was, “Yes, Marget, I am proud of you. You have made a far better teacher than ever I could make you”. By those words he meant the fact that I wanted to be a school teacher, and him dying when I was only thirteen, the eldest of five of a family, I could not be a teacher, because my mother could not afford it, and it meant a good deal to me, those words. Nobody could fake those words; they were known only to me. He said, “I am proud of you, Marget. You are a better teacher than ever I could make you.”

Defense attorney: Did you touch him?

Margaret Lyons: I was asked by Albert, would I like to shake my father’s hand; and I did. The hand was raised like that, and I took his hand. Then back to my mind came the small finger, with no bones; it was contracted. When I shook hands I said, “Your wee finger. It is really you”. That is all.

Defense attorney: How tall was your father?

Margaret Lyons: I don’t think he was quite 5 feet 5. He was a small man.

Defense attorney: What was he in life?

Margaret Lyons: A riveter, a shipyard worker.

Defense attorney: That means hard work with his hands?

Margaret Lyons: Yes, he had very hard hands. That is one thing again that I noticed, his sort of horny hard hand, my daddy’s hand, and my daddy’s voice. No one could say my name as he did; I could never mistake that. He was of Irish parents. He had rather a way of saying it, which could not be said by anybody else.

Defense attorney: Did you touch any other part of him?

Margaret Lyons: Oh yes; his face. I put my hand on his face; the guide invited me. He said, “Would you like to touch him?” I did that; I touched his face and felt the sort of bristly hair on his face as if unshaven. My daddy had a very short illness. He came home on the Wednesday from his work and died on the Monday morning. I remember that morning he died. His face had a sort of growth of hair which was pretty heavy, and that was one of the facts again that was noticeable when he appeared.

Defense attorney: Did you know anybody in the room at the time?

Margaret Lyons: Just the people who were sitting in a circle. About ten of us were sitting there, and I was at the end seat.

Defense attorney: Would anybody else there know about you?

Margaret Lyons: No, the sitting was quite a casual sitting, not arranged by me; but I was doing work at the Psychic College, healing, and I had an hour or two to spare, and I was invited by one of the ladies of the College would I like to sit, it would be company rather than sit downstairs alone. I just went up, not sort of pre- arranged or anything. No, I did not know the sitters.