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Chapter IX
The Disruption of the Engagement to Poe, and the Attempt to Become Reconciled December 1848
Almost a month had passed before Poe took the opportunity of communicating with William J. Pabodie in order to thank him for his kindnesses during his last visit to Providence. Then on December 4th he wrote expressing his gratitude for “considerate and gentlemanly attention”, and asking that Pabodie deliver messages to both Mrs. Whitman and Mrs. Wright (no doubt Mrs. Paulina Wright). “Say also,” he said, “that perhaps Mrs. Wright is right, but that I believe her wrong.”(1)
So the month of December began with both Poe and Mrs. Whitman apparently believing that their marriage would eventually take place. But they had not reckoned sufficiently on another force. Mrs. Power had never ceased in her opposition, and she was not to desist until she had made the match between Poe and her daughter in every way an extremely inadvisable one; and her activities did not proceed without great mortification to Poe. From an attitude of apparent sympathy with Poe she had changed to a violent opposition, an opposition which at times reached the point of frenzy. She preferred her daughter's death to such an evil as her marriage under such ominous circumstances, and her antagonism was encouraged by Anna. Mrs. Whitman never blamed her mother for her attitude; she attributed it to the fact that Poe had shown through his “morbid sensitiveness” that his future was not to be one of “self denial and endurance”. But Mrs. Power also knew something of Poe's financial circumstances. [page 351:] She knew that he had no visible or certain means of supporting her daughter, and she was thus encouraged to believe that he had designs on Mrs. Whitman's portion of the fortune which had been left by Ruth Marsh. Feeling that neither of her daughters was well endowed with what she would term “common sense”,(1) she took matters in her own hands and made a final effort to avert the danger which she felt was threatening the peace and safety of her household.
On November 2 the Franklin Lyceum of Providence announced a series of ten lectures to be given before that body during the ensuing winter, and on November 4 the Providence Journal carried a list of the lecturers who were to be their guests. Among these names was that of Edgar Poe.
“Franklin Lyceym Lectures — The spirted young men of the Franklin Lyceum, announce a brilliant course of lectures for the coming winter. The first to be delivered on the 10th inst. by Daniel Webster, who will be followed by others of high reputation, Rufus Choate, Prof. Agassiza, O. W. Holmes, Theodore Parker, Bishop Potter, President Hopkins, and Edgar A. Poe. Such an array of names has never, before been presented to the citizens of Providence, and we hope the creditable exertions of the Lyceum will meet with general encouragement. We are requested to say that a letter has been received from Mr. Webster, assuring the Society that he will be here positively on the 10th.”(2)
The date set for Poe's lecture was December 13.(3) For some reason the lecture was not given until December 20,(4) but Poe apparently did return to Providence on the thirteenth as he had planned. By this time Mrs. Power, realizing that Mrs. Whitman was not to be swayed in her determination to marry Poe, sought to secure Mrs. Whitman's property in such [page 352:] a way as to make it impossible for Poe to obtain possession of any portion of it in the event of marriage. Evidently withholding her consent to the marriage until such a security was made, she persuaded both Mrs. Whitman and Anna to transfer their expectancy to her, leaving its disposition entirely in her hands. On December 15 the transfer was legally executed, and to the document of transfer Poe appended his name as a witmess.
“Providenoe Decerber 15, 1848
To Charles Tillinghast administrator with the will annexed of the estate of Ruth Marsh late of Providence deceased.
You are hereby required in conformity to the provisions of the will of the above named Ruth Marsh to pay to me the subscriber the whole of the estate of the said Ruth Marsh not in your possession or control — the said estate consisting of bank stock and note as follows namely
Fifteen shares of the Merchants Bank
Ten do a “ ” Globe “
Five do “ ” Manufacturer Bank
Fourteen do “ ” Blackstone Canal “
Sixteen do “ ” Arcade “
Six do “ ” Exchange “
William H. Cooke's note for one thousand dollars.
Fallman and Bucklin's note for two thousand dollars.
Weston A. Fisher's note for fifteen hundred dollars.
All of which notes are secured by Mortgage of Real Estate.
Signed this fifteenth day
of December 1848 in presence of
Henry Martin Anna Power
William J. Pabodie
Edgar A. Poe [page 353:]
This document was followed by another in which Mrs. Whitman and her sister gave full consent to the release of their future interest in the property.
“Providence December 15, 1848.
We Sarah Whitman and Susan Anna Power legatees named in the will of the within named Ruth Marsh and to whom such part of the principal or interest of the estate of the said Ruth Marsh as shall remain disposed of at the decease of our mother the within named Anna Power is given hereby unite in the preceding request of Anna Power that the whole of the state of the said Ruth Marsh now in his possession be transferred to our said mother for her own use.
And in consideration of such conveyance to be made by him we hereby release him the said Charles P. Tillinghast from all claims and demands which we have or may have on account of the said estate of the said Ruth Marsh.
In witness whereof we have hereto set our hands and seals this fifteenth day of December 1848.
In presence of Sarah H. Whitman
Henry Martin and Anna Power(1)
Whether Mrs. Whitman had connived with or merely acceded to Mrs. Power in this scheme, we cannot be certain; yet in any light the act must have been extremely galling to Poe, and Mrs. Whitman hastened to write to both him and Mrs. Clemm as soon as he returned to New York. She expressed hope that all would go well and possibly apologized to some extent for her mother's actions, for Poe replied, on December 17 with the following rather bitter words:
“My dearest Helen — your letters — to my mother and myself — have just been received, and I hasten to reply, in season for this afternoon's mail. I cannot be in Providence until Wednesday morning; and, as I must try and get sleep after I arrive, it is more than probable that I shall not see you until about 2 P. M.
Keep up heart for all will go all. My mother sends [page 354:] her dearest love and says she will return good for evil and treat you much better than your mother has treated me.
Remember me to Mr. P. and believe me
Ever your own
Edgar.”(1)
Whatever Poe's feelings rat have been after having been forced to witness such an obvious move as the transfer of property from Mrs. Whitman to the safe-keeping of her mother, he had not perhaps entirely abandoned hope for a suitable arrangement with Mrs. Whitman. On the other hand, the insults had rankled and he was without doubt beginning to waver in his purpose. On that Wednesday morning of December 20, just before taking the train for his last visit to Providence, he met Mrs. Mary Hewitt; and in answer to some of her questions he made replies which seem to hold rather definite indications that he would not continue to bear with equanimity the treatment he had been receiving in Providence.
“As Mr. Poe rose to leave,” Mrs. Hewitt later wrote Mrs. Whitman, “he said, ‘I am going to Providence this afternoon.’ ‘I hear you are about to be married,’ I replied., He stood with the knob of the parlour door in his hand, and as I said this drew himself up with a look of great reserve and replied, ‘That marriage will never take place.’ ‘But,’ I persisted, ‘it is said you are already published.” Still standing like a statue, with a most rigid face he repeated, ‘It will never take place.’ These were his words and this was all. He bade me good morning on the instant and I never saw him more.”(2)
Mrs. Whitman in later years always blinded herself to the significance of these words; but one cannot lose sight of the fact that though Poe perhaps had perhaps had not at this point [page 355:] time definitely decided upon a break, he had either made up his mind to suffer little more at the hands of Mrs. Power and if necessary make the break which he had urged Mrs. Richmond to approve, or he had experienced again that ominous feeling of a forthcoming doom.
“At the time of his interview with Mrs. Hewitt,” Pabodie wrote in 1852, “circumstances existed, which threatened to postpone the marriage indefinitely, if not altogether to prevent it. It was undoubtedly with reference to these circumstances that this remark of Mrs. H. was made — certainly not with any intention, on his part, of breaking off the engagement, as his subsequent conduct will prove.”(1)
But Pabodie was defending Mrs Whitman in this letter, and he no doubt never knew the mental struggle under which Poe was at this time suffering. Insulting precautions were being taken against him in Providence, and in spite of Poe's warnings the marriage had been long delayed. In urging Mrs. Whitman to an immediate marriage, he had often said to her: “Be sure, Helen, if delayed it will never take place.”(2) So when Poe came to Providence on the 20th of December it was with either some definite plans or with some foreboding of ill.
The Providence Journal of December 20 carried the following announcement of the lecture for the evening:
Franklyn Lyceum Lectures
The fifth lecture of the course before the Franklyn Lyceum will be delivered on Wednesday evening December 20, in Howard's Hall by
Edgar A. Poe Esq.
Tickets to be obtained at Gladdings and Proud's bookstore and at Land's music store, next door below the entrance of the hall. Doors open at 6 1/2 O’clock — lecture at 7 1/2 o’clock.(3) [page 356:]
Poe had been regularly announced as one of the lecturers of the series since November 2nd, and this particular advertisement had been run in the Journal for the past four days. Consequently, his audience was large, Pabodie's estimate giving his as many as 2000 people.(1) Poe himself wrote Mrs. Richmond that there were 1800 people present and that there was much applause.(2) The subject of his lecture was “American Poetry”, and in making up this lecture he had used material a his previous critical papers. In addition he delighted his audience with quotations from ‘The Raven”, and other of his poems.(3)
Mrs. Whitman and Poe had not yet published their marriage banns, but there were few in Providence who did not know of their erratic courtship and their matrimonial plans. There war, consequently much interest in the two at this lecture; for Mrs. Whitman sat directly in front of Poe, and many watched, observing their every expression. In closing his lecture Poe added a bit of drama to the scene by steadily looking down into the eyes of Sarah Whitman and repeating with much emphasis those lines of Edward Pinkney which he had once before given as a toast to her back in the office of John M. Daniel in Richmond: “I fill this cup to one made up of loveliness alone,” etc.(4)
Mrs. Whitman was now besieged with Poe's requests that she marry him immediately, and she promised that she would endeavor to obtain her mother's consent to do so before the end of the month.(5) Mrs. Power, therefore, sensing [page 357:] the uselessness of any further attempt to delay the marriage longer, made one last frantic effort to close all gates to the family fortune, and then gave her daughter permission to cast her lot with that of Edgar Poe.(1) It had apparently occurred to her after the signing of the conveyance December 15 that in spite of this transaction her estate was not as yet secure. Since she had sought the transfer after her knowledge of the intended marriage, in accordance with Rhode Island law Poe could later have had the conveyance declared a fraudulent procedure, and after marriage have demanded the return of the property to his wife; and it he so desired, he could then have reduced the property to his own possession. Apparently it was just this sort of thing that Mrs. Power feared that he would do; accordingly, on December 22 Poe was asked to sign in the presence of witnesses the following humiliating contract to the effect that the transfer of the property had not been made without his knowledge and approval:
Marriage Contract
Whereas a marriage is intended between the above named Sarah H. Whitman and the subscriber Edgar A. Poe — I hereby approve of and assent to the transfer of the property in the manner proposed in the papers of which the preceding are copies.
Edgar A. Poe
Providence December 22, 1848
In presence of William Pabodie.(2)
Poe could not have been more insulted than he now was by the insinuations and machinations involved in the transfer of the Power property to its adamant guardian. Having signed this final paper, he repaired to the bar room [page 358:] of the Earle House at 67 North Main Street and later in the evening returned to call on Mrs. Whitman, knowing that his engagement to her rested solely on the condition of his abstinence.(1) It is true that he conducted himself on this evening in such a way as not to reveal his infringement to his fiancée, but others present knew of his broken pledge; and strangely enough, it seems that Poe's promise of abstinence had been made not only to Mrs. Whitman but also to her friends.(2) Pabodie, who was there nearly the whole of the evening, was aware of Poe's intoxication, and later remarked that this was “the only evening on which he was intoxicated during his last visit to the city,” and “that there was no unusual noise, no disturbance, no outrage,” and that “Mr. Poe said but little and was very quiet.”(3) Poe, however, did not confine his drinking to the evening, but the following morning renewed his assault upon the marriage pledge before calling upon Mrs. Whitman.(4)
Mrs. Whitman was not aware of Poe's having visited the Earle House Bar on either the morning of Saturday the 23rd or the previous evening, and she knew nothing of his infringement [[infringement]] until later informed by her friends. Poe then made an effort to disabuse her mind, saying that she had been misinformed, especially in relation to his having that morning taken wine. However, the authority upon which she had received her information was not to be questioned, and the word of the man whom she had promised to marry she could not rely upon.(5) The events of this fatal Saturday are best told in Mrs. Whitman's own words: [page 359:]
“On the 23rd of December Mr. Poe wrote a note to the Rev. Dr. Crocker, requesting him to publish our intention of marriage on the ensuing Sunday — He also wrote a letter to Mrs. Clemm informing her that he would be married on Monday and should arrive at Fordham on Tuesday in the second train of cars. We rode out together in the morning and passed the greater part of the day in making preparations for my sudden change of abode. In the afternoon, while we were together at one of the circulating libraries of the city, a communication was handed me cautioning me against this imprudent marriage, informing me of many things of Mr. Poe's recent career with which I was previously unacquainted. I was at the same time informed that he had already violated the solemn promises that he had made to me and to my friends on the preceding evening. I knew that even had I been disposed to overlook these things myself, they must within a few hours come to the knowledge of my friends and would lead to a recurrence of the scenes to which I had been already subjected, and I felt utterly helpless of being able to exercise any permanent influence over his life.”(1)
Shades of the old domestic tragedy persisted. There must have come before her the face of Nicholas Power and a remembrance of those long years of his desertion and of his dissoluteness; the pathetic figure of Anna hovered in the shadow that filled the house; and ter mother, roused to new apprehension, seemingly depended upon her for her happiness. Even her friends controlled her life as though she were their own possession. “They had suffered deeply in view of our engagement,” she wrote Griswold, and they had held Poe accountable to them in his promise of abstinence.(2) It was their place to prevent the marriage.
“Many of Mrs. W's friends deprecated this hasty and imprudent marriage,” Pabodie wrote Griswold, “and it was their urgent solicitations and certain representations which were that afternoon made by them to Mrs. W and her family, that led to the postponement of the marriage, and eventually to a disolution [[dissolution]] of the engagement.”(3)
Mrs. Whitman now felt that she had not the power to change [page 360:] habits, and she had not the courage to enter as his wife into the circumstances of his life at Fordham. Furthermore, she could not plunge her family again into a new calamity which she knew would be of a progressive nature. “For myself I had no thought,” she later explained, “but for his happiness and for my Mother's.”(1) She must have welcomed the opportunity he had given her to find her way out; and as she later stated, she, at this bitter moment, was not unsolaced by a sense of relief at being freed from the intolerable burden of responsibility which he had sought to impose upon her by persuading her that his fate, for good or for evil, depended upon her.(2)
“On our retain home,” she continued, “I announced to him what I had heard, and, in his presence, countermanded the order, which he had previously given for the delivery of the note he had addressed to Dr. Crocker. He earnestly endeavored to persuade me that I had been misinformed, especially in relation to his having that very morning called for wine at the bar of the hotel where he boarded. The effect of this infringement of his promise was in no degree perceptible, but the authority on which I had received this and other statements concerning him was not to be questioned. I listened to his explanations and his remonstrances without one word of reproach and with that marble stillness of despair so mercifully accorded to us when the heart has been wrought to its highest capacity of suffering ... I had now learned that my influence was unavailing.”(3)
In this exasperating silence Mrs. Whitman told more than words could tell. There was no sign that Poe had broken his promise, and she had his word that she had been misinformed. But again that question of his honor arose in her mind. Poe's words could not be believed when balanced against the more authoritative and reliable words of her friends. So she maintained that “marble stillness of despair.” [page 361:]
Mrs. Whitman was not altogether alone at this meeting, and there were means of assistance and escape from the ordeal and humiliation of this final parting. There were Mrs. Power and Anna and Mr. Pabodie — and ether.(1) Medical students had perhaps first used ether for the purpose of getting a “jag”, and popular New England medicine books described it as “a cordial, an anodyne, a stimulant, and an anti-spasmodic”. It was to be used in faintness, sickness at the stomach, giddiness, epilepsy, hysterics, asthma, angina pectoris, and almost all diseases where the powers of life are prostrated. Miss Anna Blackwell had once taunted Mrs. Whitman, asking that she reach for the ether bottle, for she was going to inform her that her name had not been included in Caroline May's collection of women poets.(2) But whether Mrs. Whitman was guilty of using this stimulant for giddiness or faintness, her ostensible excuse was for angina pectoris, though Poe once suggested that there might have been a little too much over-stimulation for her own heart's ease. Now in her great mental consternation she sought the ether bottle, not hoping for a stimulant, but wishing for a drug — a means of escape from the almost sordid realities of their parting. Thus by artificial means she brought on unconsciousness and left Poe in the hands of Mrs. Power and Anna and Mr. Pabodie, while Mrs. Power took the opportunity to say things which she might otherwise have left unsaid. This act was hardly fair; Poe never forgave it. Mrs. Whitman has described these last few minutes before the final [page 362:] parting:
“Utterly worn out and exhausted by the mental conflict and anxieties and responsibilities of the last few days,” she wrote, “I drenched my handkerchief with ether and threw myself on a sofa hoping to lose myself in utter unconsciousness. Sinking on his knees beside me, he entreated me to speak to him — to speak one word — but one word. At last I responded almost inaudibly — ‘What can I say’ — ‘Say that you love me, Helen’ — ‘I love you.’
Those three words were the last I ever spoke to him. He remonstrated, explained and expostulated — But I had sunk from a violent ague fit into a cold and death-like torpor. He brought shawls and covered me with them, and then lifting me in his arms bore me to a lounge near the fire, where he remained on his knees beside me chafing my hands and evoking me, by all tenderous names and epithets, to speak to him again one word. A merciful apathy was now stealing over my senses and though I vaguely heard all, or mush, that was said, I spoke no word or gave any sign of life. My mother and sister and another friend were in the room — I heard my mother remonstrating and urging his departure; then Mr. Pabodie entered the room and joined my mother in the entreaties that he would leave me. Her last words I did not hear, but I heard him haughtily and angrily cry — ‘Mr. Pabodie you hear how I am insulted.’ These words were his last words and the door closed behind him forever.”(1)
Mrs. Power had become impatient at Poe's prolonged stay, and she was filled with anxiety lest her daughter be influenced again by the eloquent pleading of Poe. She had therefore hastened his departure with expressions which long “rankled” in his heart. It would be interesting to know what these expressions were. Mrs. Whitman of course learned them from her mother, but she never revealed them. It is clear however from some of her later remarks that Mrs. Power intended to have no repetition of scenes or the previous November; and no doubt suggesting to Poe in no uncertain terms that she desired to rid her parlor of his presence, [page 363:] she insisted upon an immediate termination of the interview. Poe and Mr. Pabodie left the house together, and in a half hour Poe was on his way to New York.(1)
The engagement was not altogether broken with the events of December 23; the marriage was simply postponed.(2) Though Sarah Whitman had countermanded. the order for the publication of the banns, she almost certainly did not plan for this act to terminate completely her relations with Poe. She had not broken the engagement. She had merely uttered three words of love and then sink into a torpor, leaving the rest to and Mrs. Power. The New York papers, unaware of the little scene of December 23 in Providence, announced that Poe was to marry Mrs. Whitman;(3) and New York friends, like those of her own city, became solicitous for the welfare of the Providence poet. Writing to Rufus Griswold in January, 1849, Horace Greeley voiced a feeling which was prevalent among Mrs. Whitman's New York friends:
Do you know Sarah Helen Whitman? Of course you have heard it rumored that she is to marry Poe. Well, she has seemed to me a good girl, and you know what Poe is. Now I know a widow of doubtful age will marry almost a sort of a white man, but this seems to me a terrible conjunction. Has Mrs. Whitman no friend within your knowledge that can faithfully explain Poe to her? I have never attempted this sort of thing but once, and the net product was two enemies and a hastening of the marriage; but I do think she must be deceived. Mrs. Osgood must know her ... I never knew till yesterday that Mrs. Osgood was that sister of Alaric A. Locke of whom he talked with me so many years ago.”(4)
Mrs. Osgood did know Mrs. Whitman; and though Greeley knew nothing of it, she had attempted to explain Poe to Sarah Whitman; but she had done so with tears in her eyes and a [page 364:] bit of jealousy concerning the long letters which Mrs. Whitman had received from her former idol; and she had begged Mrs. Whitman to bear messages to Poe which would have lessened the latter's own influence over him. Mrs. Osgood would not take further pains to explain Poe to Mrs. Whitman. And the literati for a short time believed that Poe was to marry Mrs. Whitman, while Poe and iirSo whit= waited.
On December 28 Poe confided to Mrs. Richmond that he had distinguished himself at the lecture and that now “all is right”, but that Mrs. Clemm would explain.(1) Mrs. Clemm wrote:
“I feel so happy in all my troubles. Eddy is not to marry Mrs. W. How much will I have to tell you ... the papers say he is to lead to the altar, the talented, rich and beautiful Mrs. W. ... I will tell you all next.”(2)
On January 11 Mrs. Clemm wrote a second letter informing Mrs. Richmond that the match was now entirely off between Poe and Mrs. Whitman, and Poe enclosed a note in Valet’ he revealed his happiness over the opportunity which the rupture had provided for him to sever completely his relations with Mrs. Whitman. He himself would break the engagement.(3)
“I need not tell you ‘Annie’, how great a burden is taken off my heart by my rupture Mrs. W.”; he wrote, “for I have fully made up my mind to break the engagement . ... Nothing would have deterred me from the match but — what I tell you . ... “(4)
It has been said that in breaking the condition of his engagement Poe was merely playing the part of a gentleman and making it possible for Mrs. Whitman to be ostensibly the one who took the step. Some interest might therefore [page 365:] be centered on the fact that three weeks after the engagement was disrupted, Poe wrote Mrs. Richmond that he had fully made up his mind to break the engagement; and only a short time later he informed Mrs. Whitman that “so far I have assigned no reason for my declining to fulfil my engagement.”(1) Mrs. Whitman had not broken the engagement.”
Although Mrs. Richmond, sympathized with Poe in his actions in Providence, there were reasons for her to question the reports that she had heard concerning him, some of which purported to come from Mrs. Whitman herself. Mr. Richmond's family were at this time living in Providence, and were continually sending Mr. Richmond the gossip which was in circulation there about the Poe-Whitman affair. In answering the inquires of relatives and friends as to what Poe said about the “unhappy affair”, Mrs. Richmond merely replied that Mrs. Whitman's reported statement was a false one. But such an answer would not do; they must have something more definite. Even when Mrs. Whitman made a reply to Providence gossip which Mrs. Richmond felt completely exonerated Poe, Mr. Richmond's relatives were Inclined to discredit Mrs. Whitman's statement and to persist in believing Poe to be “a very unprincipled man, to say the least”. Feeling that she had no other alternative, Mrs. Richmond wrote Poe of these reports and asked him for an explanation.(2)
“Faithful Annie!” Poe replied. “How shall I ever be grateful enough to God for giving me, in all my adversity, so true so beautiful a friend! I feel deeply wounded by the cruel statements of your letter — and yet I had anticipated nearly all . ... From the bottom of my heart I forgive her all, and would forgive [page 366:] her even more. Some portions of your letter I do not fully understand. If the reference is to my having violated my promise to you I simply say, Annie, that I have not, and by God's blessing never will. Oh, if you but knew how happy I am in keeping it for your sake, you could never believe that I would violate it. The reports — if any such there be — may have arisen, however, from what I did in Providence, on that terrible day — you know what I mean: — Oh — I must bear it. In fact, ‘Annie’, I am beginning to grow wiser, and do not care so much as I did for the opinions of a world in which I see, with my own eyes, that to act generously is to be considered designing, and that to be poor is to be a villain. I must get rich — rich. Then all will go well ... but until then I must submit to be abused.”(1)
Continuing later, he added:
“But of one thing rest assured, ‘Annie’, — from this day forth I shun the pestilential society of literary women. They are a heartless, unnatural, venomous, dishonorable set, with no guiding principle but inordinate self-esteem. Mrs. Osgood is the only exception I know.”(2)
Mrs. Richmond had been back of Poe's schemes — and long ago he had begged for her permission to retract while he could honorably do so.(3) She had seen the beginning of his relations with Mrs. Whitman. Now she was to see the end. When on January 25 Poe wrote his last letter to Mrs. Whitman, telling her of rumors, begging that she deny them, threatening if she did not, and placing all blame on her mother and sister, he sent the letter first to Mrs. Richmond with the following note:
“I enclose you a letter for Mrs. Whitman. Read it — show it only to those in whom you have faith, and then seal it with wax and mail it from Boston. When answer comes I will send it to you: that will, convince you of the truth. If she refuses to answer I will write to Mr. Crocker. By the by, if you know the exact name and address send it to me.”(4) [page 367:]
The letter which Sarah Whitman received, mailed from Boston, showed a cold or formality quite strange to the recent passion of her lover.
Fordham Jany 25/49
Dear Madam,
In commencing this letter, need I say to you, after what has passed between us, that no amount of provocation on your part, or on the part of your friends, shall induce me to speak ill of you even in my own defence? If to shield myself from calumny however undeserved, or however unendurable, I find a need of resorting to explanations that might condemn or pain you, most solemnly do I assure you, that I will patiently endure such calumny, rather than avail myself of any such means of refuting it — You will see then, that so far I am at your mercy — but in making you such assurances, have I not a right to ask of you some forbearance in return? My object in now writing you is to place before you an extract from a letter recently addressed to myself — “I will not repeat all her vile and slanderous words — you have doubtless heard them — but one thing she says that I cannot deny though I do not believe it — viz — that you had been published to her once, and that on the Saturday preceding the Sabbath on which you were to have been published for the second time, she went herself to the Rev Mr Crocker's, and after stating her reasons for so doing, requested him to stop all further proceedings” — That you Mrs W. — have uttered, promulgated or in any way countenanced this pitiable falsehood, I do not and cannot believe — some person equally your enemy and mine has been its author — but what I beg of you is, to write me at once a few lines in explanation — you know of course that by reference either to Mr Pabodie (who at my request forbore to speak to the minister about publishing the first banns on the day I left) or, to the Rev. Mr Crocker himself, I can disprove the facts stated in the most satisfactory manner — but there can be no need of disproving what I feel confident was never asserted by you. Your simple disavowal is all that I wish — You will of course write me immediately on receipt of this — only in the event of my not hearing from you within a few days, will I proceed to take more definite steps — Heaven knows that I would shrink from wounding or grieving you! I blame no one but your Mother — Mr Pabodie will tell you the words which passed between us, while from the effects of those terrible stimulants you lay prostrate without even the power to bid me farewell — Alas! I bitterly lament my own weaknesses, and nothing is farther [page 368:] from my heart than to blame you for yours — May Heaven shield you from all ill! So far I have assigned no reason for my declining to fulfil our engagement — I had none but the suspicious and grossly insulting parsimony of the arrangements into which you suffered yourself to be forced by your Mother — Let my letters and acts speak for themselves — It has been my intention to say simply, that our marriage was postponed on account of your ill health — Have you really said or done anything which can preclude our placing the rupture on such footing? If not, I shall persist in the statement and thus this unhappy matter will die quietly away.”(1)
Possibly for several reasons Mrs. Whitman did not comply with Poe's request. In the first place, his accusations were no doubt true. She probably did tell that Poe had been published to her once, for arrangements for a publication of banns had been made on the morning after they become engaged in November; and December 24, though she might not have gone to Dr. Crocker in person to ask that he stop further proceedings concerning the second banns, this act would have been the natural and proper thing for her to do — and at least we know she did countermand the order through Pabodie. These facts were all a matter of common knowledge among her friends, and their repetition would not have been unusual. Again, there was no answer to Poe's attack on her mother and sister. She knew what they had said, and she knew that they had perhaps repeated the story outside her own home. She could not say that the marriage had been postponed because of her ill health. The facts of December 24 were a matter of common knowledge. And furthermore she had no particular reason to fear Poe's threats. But in her own words she has given at least one of her reasons [page 369:] for not answering his letter:
“I would not have hesitated for a moment to have complied with his request had I not feared that by so doing we both be involved in a recurrence of the unhappy scenes which had preceded and attended our separation — scenes, ‘when our happiness suddenly faded into horror, and the most beautiful became the most fearful, as Hinnon became GeHenna.’ — With a heavy heart, and after the most dispassionate reflection, I resolved for his sake rather than my own, not reply to letters, but to defer all painful reminiscences and explanations to a future day. Yet although I believed at the time and still believe that I was acting right in maintaining this silence, I was afterwards, in spite of better reason oppressed by a feeling of regret which haunted me like remorse.”(1)
In January, 1849, Poe wrote Mrs. Richmond that it was his opinion that Mrs. Power, whom he now styled “an old devil”, had intercepted his last letter to Mrs. Whitman and that it had never reached her hands.(2) As late as March he begged Mrs. Richmond to ascertain from her relatives in Providence who had slandered him there, for he felt that such a report should not go unpunished, and he wished for details upon which to act.(3) But Poe never carried out his threat to Mrs. Whitman; neither did he come again or write again to Providence for those “future reminiscences and explanations” she wished to make and thought she would have the opportunity of making. His retaliation for his injuries continued to consist only of “some very ungenerous and unkind things” which he said of Mrs. Whitman, “all of which”, she wrote rather bitterly, “my ‘friends’ were careful to report to me. These I freely pardoned in view of the terrible humiliation to which he was subjected in consequence of all that had occurred in Providence.”(4) Then when Griswold's [page 370:] Poets and Poetesses of America came out in 1849, she found, much to her disappointment, that in his review of the book Poe had made but a short, cold allusion to her poetry, rather than the long one be had promised in the fall of 1848.(1) She longed now to answer his letter and to assure him of her “unalterable sympathy”; and believing that Mrs. Osgood was on terms of friendship with him, she wrote to her many times during the winter and spring of 1849, requesting information concerning his health and welfare.(2)
“To these letters I received no reply,” she later wrote Griswold, “If I could but believe that he knew of this, and that he was aware of the interest which I still felt in him, what a weight of sadness would be taken from my heart — but, alas, I fear that he thought I had become indifferent to him and unmindful of his happiness — I sometimes imagine that, incensed and grieved by my silence, he had even requested Mrs. Osgood but to answer my letters — From the numerous efforts which have been made both before and since his death to prejudice me against him. I cannot but infer that similar agencies have been employed to convince him that I had ceased to regard him with interest.”(3)
In answer Griswold wrote:
“I saw very little of Mr. Poe in his last years, and know nothing from him of his feelings toward you. Mrs. Osgood, I am confident had not seen him, nor written to him a syllable, in more than two years, and she received from you only one brief note, soon after her return from Providence, when she was quite ill, I believe she intends very soon (she is now again quite ill) to write to you.”(4)
Mrs. Whitman was much pained because Mrs. Osgood had ignored her requests, and she thought Mrs. Osgood very ungenerous in her attitude. At Mrs. Osgood's request we will remember Mrs. Whitman had repeated to Poe many things which would increase Mrs. Osgood's influence over him and consequently lessen her own. And now Mrs. Osgood had not reciprocated fairly. [page 371:]
“The consciousness of having made this sacrifice and of having acted towards her with an almost quixotic generosity made her subsequent silence and coldness more painful to me”, Mrs. Whitman wrote Mrs. Hewitt in 1850.[[“]](1)
The truth of the matter is that Mrs. Osgood no longer felt friendly toward Mrs. Whitman, and rumors of her bitterness were beginning to reach the Providence poet. When there could be no doubt concerning the unkind things which Mrs. Osgood had uttered concerning her, Mrs. Whitman “charitably construed them as the peevish utterings of a sick woman”, to whom her “heart went out in sorrow and loving sympathy”.(2)
Perhaps the last opportunity for Mrs. Whitman to see Poe personally came in the sprint of 1849 through the efforts of Mrs. Osgood's sister-in-law, Mrs. Locke of Lowell; but Mrs. Whitman knew enough of the circumstances of the Lowell situation to prevent herself from becoming involved in complications there. Those reports concerning the Poe-Whitman affair which had come to Lowell from Mr. Richmond's Providence relatives and friends had served to turn this gentleman against Poe. But Mr. Richmond's antagonism had been increased by reports made to him concerning Poe by both Mr. and Mrs. Locke. Poe later proved to the Richmonds that the Lockes had been equally venomous in statements made to himself concerning Mr. Richmond, and he claimed that it was because of these statements that he one day arose and left the Lockes’ house, thus insuring “the unrelenting vengeance of that worst of all friends, ‘a woman [page 372:] scorned’.”(1) Poe therefore represented the center of a rather tense situation existing between the Richmonds and the Lockes, and his relation with Sarah Whitman had not served to mitigate feelings.
In the spring of 1849 Mrs. Locke, after many notes expressing a desire to make her acquaintance and urging her to visit her in Lowell, persuaded Mrs. Whitman to spend a few days in her home. While there, Mrs. Whitman began to suspect that Mrs. Locke had hoped to pique Poe by exhibiting her as a guest, or possibly to bring about her own reconciliation with Poe through Mrs. Whitman's intervention. At all events, she told Mrs. Whitman as an inducement to prolong her stay that she had taken care that Poe should hear of her visit, and that she had reason to believe that Poe would be in Lowell during the time fixed for her stay. Mrs. Whitman's “heart thrilled with the thought of seeing him again”, but she could not accede to the request. As she journeyed back to Providence, she passed Poe on the road.(2)
“I did not know it until a letter from Mrs. L. informed of the fact; she wrote Mr. Ingram, “but if you were not such a sceptic as to spiritual or magnetic phenomena I could tell you of a strange experience which happened to me as the two trains rushed past each other between Boston and Lowell.”(3)
The comfort of a further message from Poe, or a message concerning him from her friends was therefore denied Mrs. Whitman. But she did find sone solace in Poe's poem, “Annabel Lee”, which she always felt was addressed to her and represented a psychic answer to a poetic message which [page 373:] she had published in the American Metropolitan Review. Concerning Poe's poem and these lines she wrote:
“I have never doubted that the poem was suggested by some lines which I sent to the American Metropolitan Review in the spring of 1849. I will tell you their history for it seems to imply a fatality, a prophetic instinct of the soul — apart from the conscious reason, something which over-rules our voluntary actions and gives to them an unforeseen character and import. I had promised to furnish something for the first number of the Metropolitan which was to be published in New York by Israel Post sometime in February or March 1849. Poe, who was engaged, I think, to write the literary notices for the Review wished me to send to the Metropolitan, the lines ‘To Arcturus’, which he had himself carefully copied for this purpose.
After our separation felt very unwilling to send them, thinking that their interior meaning would be apparent to many and give further notoriety to events whose publicity was already sufficiently painful.
Urged, by the publishers to fulfil my promise, if only by sending half a dozen lines, and too ill at the time to write, I sought among my neglected MSS for something available and found some unpublished lines entitled ‘Stanzas for Music’ written four or five years before for an Italian gentleman to accompany a monotonous, dirge-like, air, which he had composed for the guitar. I had not seen them for years; and as I now read them they sounded so strangely sweet and mournful — so expressive of all that I would have wished to say in reply to a letter which a few weeks before, I had received from Edgar Poe, and which I had not dared to answer — that I sent them without venturing to give them a second look. I think the magazine was issued in March. The lines (as there published) consisted of the three first verses and the seventh verse of ‘Our Island of Dreams’ as published in my book of poems.”(1)
These lines are as follows:
Tell him I lingered alone on the shore,
Where we parted, in sorrow, to meet never more;
The night wind blew cold on my desolate hearts
But colder those wild Ards of doom, ‘Ye must Darts’
O’er the dark, heaving waters, I sent forth a cry;
Save the wall of those waters there came no reply.
I longed, like a bird, o’er the billows to flee,
From our lone, island home and the moan of the sea: [page 374:]
Away — far away — from the wild ocean shore,
Where the waves ever murmur, ‘no more, never more’;
Where I wake, in the wild noon of midnight, to hear
That love song of the surges, so mournful and drear.
When the clouds that now veil from us heaven's fair light,
Their soft, silver turn forth on the, night;
When time shall the vapors of falsehood dispel,
He shall know if I loved him but never how well.”(1)
“Of course Edgar believed these verses to have a reference to himself,” Mrs. Whitman continued. “In his letter to me he had spoken of reports injurious and dishonoring to him which were wildly circulated as having been authorized by me. And while he protested that he would never believe I would have so spoken of him, he urged to give him the assurance that I had not. The last two lines of the poem seemed like an express answer whose meaning, impenetrable to all others would be full of significance to me. Now I doubt if any reader has ever formed to himself a very clear conception of the theme of the ballad of Annabel Lee. Is the subject of the living or dead? — A writer in the London Morning Chronicle for October 1, 1853 says in a review of Hannay's Life of Poe, ‘The little poem called Annabel Lee which is fast becoming a favorite in this country and which Poe wrote on the death of his wife, may be called a conceit in verse.’ The highborn kinsmen Mrs. Hannay interprets as angels, we know not on what authority. If the idea be his own and not communicated in any of Mr. Poe's notes, or viva voce to his friends, we should be inclined to doubt the accuracy of the editorial explanation. How by any stretch of imagination angels can be described as highborn and as kinsmen to a human being we profess not to understand. Besides it is not to be supposed that the angels shut their souls up in sepulchres, etc. Taking the things altogether we are on the whole prosaic enough to read the expression in its literal sense. Now I will tell you what I supposed to have been the veiled meaning of this passage. During the winter of 1849 I had been suffering for two months with violent attacks of chills and fever — the disease (which I had in my childhood) recurred with great violence during the terrible anxieties and nameless sufferings of that perturbed period. In January my physician recommended me to pass the winter in South Carolina where I had near relatives who had often urged me to visit them. It was arranged that I should take one of the Charleston steamers, sailing between New York and Charleston. I wrote to Mrs. Osgood asking her to meet me on board the steamer. But (all my plans having been changed through the intervention of certain [page 375:] friends in New Bedford) I wrote again to Mrs. Osgood that just as I was about to seek ‘the soft and balmy airs of the South’ some of my Northern friends had caught me up and borne me away to the ‘stern and rock bound shores’ of Massachusetts! — During my absence Poe wrote me the letter to which I have alluded, and which having been forwarded from place to place, I did not receive for weeks after it was written. He also passed through Providence. Poe saw this letter to Mrs. Osgood and referred as I think to the words I have underlined, in the verse which has so puzzled the critics.
Of course the filling up of the poem is in many respects purely imaginative yet every line and expression has a definite meaning when he speaks of the ‘voice more familiar than his own’ —
Nevertheless I do not doubt that the poem may have had in his mind other shades of meaning and may have been in some way associated with other persons.”(1)
To Sarah Whitman the mood of conception had been a mood which Landor describes as that, dissolving power of dreams to fuse yet not confuse identity.
There were a few “other persons” who found an allusion to themselves in “Annabel Lee”, and like several other women of her acquaintance Sarah Whitman had found solace in this poem. She was evinced that Poe had addressed it to herself. She felt that after seeing her poem he had experienced a sense or shame because of his scent and cold allusion to her in his review, and that he had written “Annabel Lee” as an expression of his undying remembrance.(2) But she was to receive no encouragement on this point from Fanny Osgood. Mrs. Osgood held the letter which Mrs. Whitman thought might have suggested portions of the poem. It is more than likely that Poe saw the letter. He knew that Mrs. Whitman had gone to New Bedford, and rererked that she had [page 376:] “left Providence for the first time of her life”.(1) But Mrs. Osgood either thought or feigned to think that “Annabel Lee” had no reference to “a recent love affair”; rather she found its inspiration in Virginia Clemm, who she claimed was “the only woman Poe ever loved”.(2) Mrs. Osgood expressed her opinion in a sketch of Poe written a short time before her death for Griswold's memoir. From the beginning Mrs. Whitman felt that Mrs. Osgood's opinion was “dictated by pique”, and she was very much consoled when Mrs. Hewitt informed her that Mrs. Osgood had expressed such an opinion in order to “put down” Mrs. Lewis, whose relations with the Poes had never been acceptable to Mrs. Osgood.(3)
Poe is said to have remarked to Judge Hughes during his last visit to Richmond that Mrs. Whitman “had repeated efforts toward reconciliation, which he refused”. Possibly the poet had reference to this poem which Mrs. Whitman felt had inspired “Annabel Lee”. But he could have had in mind a more obvious effort on her part which came later in the year of 1849. For the June issue of the Southern Literary Messenger, a magazine which as sure to be read by Poe, Mrs. Whitman forwarded a poem, “Song”, which she subtly dated “Isle of Rhodes, March 1849”. The first and last stanzas of this poem, quoted below, show an obvious effort on her part to reveal her regret at the tragic outcome of her engagement.
I bade thee stay, too well I know
The fault was mine — mine only!
I dared not think upon the past
All desolate and lonely. [page 377:]
. ... . ... . ... . ... . ... . ... . ... . ...
A love immortal and divine
Within my heart is waking,
Its dream of anguish and despair
It owns not but in breaking.(1)
Journeying to Richmond in June, 1849, Poe renewed his attentions to the prosperous Mrs. Shelton, a boyhood sweetheart. Mrs. Whitman was always curious about Poe's relations with Mrs. Shelton, and years later she asked Mrs. Clemm if a marriage ha been intended between Poe and Mrs. Shelton. Mrs. Clemm replied that it had been so, that she herself was to have had a home free from anxiety, and that Poe was to have enjoyed an income from Mrs. Shelton's property, and to add to his resources by teaching his wife's son.(2) This was a far less parsimonious arrangement than he had found in Providence, and he had apparently now dismissed Providence from his mind. But on October 4 Poe was found dying in a Baltimore gutter, and three day later he breathed his last, gasping out a prayer to the Lord to have mercy on his poor soul.(3) “He lies alongside his ancestors in the Presbyterian burying ground on Green Street”, Neilson Poe wrote Mrs. Clemm in answer to an inquiry.(4) Mrs. Clemm, noticing an announcement of Poe's death in the papers, wrote of the tragedy to Mrs. Richmond, and later to Mrs. Whitman.(5) It is hardly probable that she wrote Mrs. Osgood; there was no love lost between Mrs. Clemm and any of Mrs. Osgood's family.(6) Mrs. Richmond's response was a pathetic wail: [page 378:]
“Oh my mother, my darling, darling mother oh, what shall I say to you — how can I comfort you — oh Mother it seems more than I can bear . ... oh if I could only have laid down my life for his, that he might have been spared to you . ... oh Mother when I read it, I said, no, no, it is not true, my Eddie can’t be dead, no, it is not so, I could not believe it, until I got your letter, even now, it seems impossible, for how can it be — how can I bear it — and oh, how can his poor, poor mother bear it and live — oh God, is it not too much, forgive me mother, but I cannot bear to submit without a murmur, I know it is wrong, but Mother, I cannot — had my own been taken, I could have been reconciled and comforted, for I have kind parents, brother and sister left, but he was her all”(1)
Mrs. Whitman seems to have received the news far more calmly. But had she felt Poe's death to the extent that Mrs. Richmond felt it, it is hardly probable that she would have mainfested [[manifested]] her feelings in the same way. Death had come to hold no terror for her,(2) and she perhaps welcomed for Poe the escape which he himself apparently continually longed for. In some lines from her poem”Resurgamus” we can possibly find her reaction.
I mourn thee not; no words can tell
The solemn calm that tranced my breast,
When first I knew thy soul had past
From earth to its eternal rest.,
For doubt and darkness, o’er thy head
Forever waved their condor wings;
And in their murky shadows, bred
Forms of unutterable things.(3)
But she was haunted with remorse because she had failed to answer Poe's last letter, and she was anxious that Mrs. Clemm understand why she had not answered and what her true attitude was concerning him. So she replied to Mrs. Clemm, and receiving no answer, wrote to Griswold asking that he make the necessary explanations and expressions of sympathy: [page 379:]
“I trust Mrs. Clemm will believe the statement which I here make to you, that I have never spoken of him but in words of extenuation and kindness — never thought of him but with feelings of unalterable sympathy, compassion, and admiration. I am the more anxious that she should know this because I have reason to believe that others have sought to impress her with a contrary opinion — I also wish her to know that our separation was not the result of any deliberate act of my own, far less of any change in my feelings toward him — I knew from the first that our engagement was a most imprudent one — I clearly foresaw all the perils and penalties to which it would expose but having cemented to it (under circumstances which seemed to make life or death, happiness or misery alike indifferent to me) I resolved not to retract my promise — nor would I have done so — the union to which I was so rashly urged, and to which I so rashly consented, was in the end prevented by circumstances over which I had no control — by a fatality which no act of mine could have averted — and I can only account for the reproachful tone of Mr. Poe's last letter by supposing (as he indeed therein suggested) that ‘some person equally his enemy and mine’ had sought by the most false and groundless assertions to make him believe that my friendship for him changed into disgust and abhorrence — Perhaps Mrs. Clemm can tell me from whence these reports originated. — but it is a matter or little moment now, for I trust that he now sees my heart and knows that I have never wronged him in thought word or deed — Will you excuse me for troubling you with these statements and will you make them known to Mrs. Clemm whenever you may have a convenient opportunity of doing so.”(1)
And Griswold replied:
“I cannot refrain from begging you to be very careful what you say to, or write to Mrs. Clemm, who is not your friend, nor anybody's friend, and who has no element of goodness or kindness in her nature — but whose whole heart and understanding are full of malice and wickedness. I confide in you those sentences, for your own sake only — for Mrs. O. appears to be a very warm friend to me. Pray destroy this note, and, at least act cautiously, till I may justify it in a conversation with you.”(2)
There were a few of the literati whom Mrs. Clemm did not care for; yet her opinions were without doubt formed by Poe. Mrs. Clemm had found comfort in the rupture of [page 380:] Poe's engagement to Mrs. Whitman. But her love for Sarah Whitman was to increase as her need for Sarah Whitman grew, and like several of the ladies of the literati Mrs. Whitman was to repay the boon of Poe's flattering attentions by helping to care for the woman who had provided for Poe during the greater portion of his life. Mrs. Clem lived for many more years, and she became something of a burden before the end.
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Poe was now gone, and through no human means could Mrs. Whitman communicate further with him. For any future relations she would have to resort entirely to the metaphysical. But throughout the whole period of her association with him, Poe had sought to persuade Mrs. Whitman that their affinity was not of this earth; and now that his soul had fled, she, in her spiritual faith, would feel no severance of the occult tie. Once Andrew Jackson Davis had made a psychometric sketch of Poe in which he saw a perfect shadow of the poet proceeding in front of him, “causing the singular appearance of one walking in a dark fog produced by himself”. And into this shadow Sarah Whitman apparently felt that she had been drawn. She now even saw a fatality is her first heart palpitations which she had experienced on reading that weird story of Poe's many years ago;(1) and she saw this same fatality in the events of that bleak December day when Poe, through the invitation of her mother, had walked out of her physical life forever.(2) There was at work, [page 381:] she felt, an occult influence, a mysterious something over which neither she nor Poe had any power.
“There are also a series of correspondencies and coincidences in our lives,” she wrote Mrs. Hewitt, “so strange and startling that I can never think of them without an intense feeling of awe — Do you remember Shelley's lines?
‘Beyond all refuge I am thine — ah me
I am not thine I am a part of thee.’
You will see that I am very superstitions.”(1)
In their attempt to create a poetic passion both Poe and Mrs. Whitman had worked the sense of Shelley's words into a philosophy. Furthermore they had endeavored to persuade each other that that magnetism which was drawing them together was something even more than mere occult power. It was actually a blood relation. In speaking of this matter Mrs. Whitman once wrote James Wood Davidson:
“I have been constrained to believe that an intimate psychal rapport existed between one of whom we have spoken and myself long before we were personally known to each other. Some of the evidences of this mysterious relation (as recognized by both) are so strange and complicated that were to begin to speak of then, should have room for nothing else. As he was one day speaking with me of these coincidences, the thought came upon me suddenly (it was not an inference but an inspiration) that we were of the race and family. I said (what I had then never heard, and had no means of knowing) that I was convinced our names, at least, were the same — that the name of Power was originally Poer, and that his name was the same — He looked up with an expression of sudden pleasure and surprise, and said, ‘Helen, I will tell you something which, in connection with what you say seems very very strange. My grandfather used to say that a certain person named somewhere, in some volume of memoirs — as the Marquis de Grammont, had been traced by him as a member of his own family.’ Poe thought it was in the Memoirs of the Marquis de Grammont that the mention of le Poer occurred; but I have not been able to find it there. This seemed like a partial verification of [page 382:] my intuition. But I did not know until sixteen months after our conversation that my Irish ancestors who were of Anglo-Norman descent bore the name of Poer centuries after Sir Roger Le Poer accompanied Strougbow to Ireland.”(1)
Mrs. Whitman liked to tell this story, and it sometimes grew with the telling. In 1855 she told Eveleth that on this occasion she was sitting with her eyes downcast when suddenly the original identity of the names Power and Poe flashed upon her, and looking up, she met the fixed, intent gaze of Poe who, when she expressed her conviction of their kinship, replied: “Helen, you startle me — therewith hangs a history!”(2)
Mrs. Whitman was convinced always that at this moment she was en rapport with Poe; she believed that there was a “strange, spiritual energy or effluence which seemed to surround or ensphere ‘The Raven’”, and her spiritual faculties insight and intuition had at this time been enhanced and intensified by this occult element. Those piercing eyes of Poe had at this moment conveyed the knowledge of their blood relationship to her very soul.
Davidson had just related to Mrs. Whitman how a lady had seen in his visible image an express portraiture of one long dead — one she had known long before his birth, and Mrs. Whitman had attempted an explanation, saying that such experience belonged to “a class of psychal phenomena which has hunted and perplexed me through life”. She continued,
“I believe that the recognition of such phenomena is confined to a peculiarly constituted class of persons. This transfusion of mind through mind — [page 383:] this possession of the whole personality of another, for a period of time more or less enduring, has been repeatedly forced on attention and has sometimes filled me with awe and wonder, unsettling as it does all known laws and established opinions of identity and personality — I am inclined to think that persons having certain qualities of mind or soul in persons living on the same plane of intellectual and spiritual life, come more readily into interior or magnetic rapport with each other. The law and conditions of this interfusion, of possession, I will not theorize about: it belongs to a department of science not recognized by our Cambridge professors, not yet, I doubt, by your wise men of the South. I believe that this rapport may exist consciously or unconsciously — through persons in the visible body, or between such and the inhabitants of the invisible world. I am inclined to think it will be found oftenest between persons of the same race or country — and more especially between remote branches of the same family.”(1)
And her affinity with Poe Mrs. Whitman felt had the security of a blood relation.
In connection with this same theory Mrs. Whitman had always liked to believe that there had existed between her and the spirit of Mrs. Stanard an unconscious rapport — there had been an interfusion or possession of the whole personality through occult means which had sat aside laws of personal identity. This spirit of Mrs. Stanard, who incidentally she thought bore her same name of Helen, had always hovered around Poe, and it was this spirit that had drawn Poe to her.(2) Poe himself was responsible for Mrs. Whitman's acceptance of this idea. He had professed to connect Mrs. Whitman strangely with his memoirs of Mrs. Standard, and he often declared to her that he had known and loved her ages ago. During the walk in the Swan Point Cemetery when he had first asked Mrs. Whitman to become his wife, he had told her of Mrs. Stanard — how she had spoken [page 384:] a few kind words to him as an imaginative child, and how, when she died, it was his habit for months after her decease “to visit nightly the cemetery where the object of his boyish idolatry lay entombed. When the nights were very dreary and cold, when the autumnal rains fell and the winds wailed mournfully over the graves, he lingered longest and came away most regretfully.”(1)
“The ideas which haunted the brain of the young poet, during the watch in the lonely church-yard,” Mrs. Whitman wrote, “the shapless fears and phantasms, were the same which overwhelmed De Quincey at the burial of his sweet sister and playmate, as described by him in ‘Suspira De Profundis’ — ideas of terror and indescribable awe at the thoughts of that mysterious waking sleep that powerless and dim vitality, in which ‘the dead’ are presumed, according to our popular theology to await the ‘general resurrection at the last day’.”(2)
Whatever the truth of Poe's stories concerning this Richmond lady might have been, Mrs. Whitman was persuaded that there was some psychic connection between herself and Mrs. Stanard. And in their romance she and Poe had managed to find incidents strangely suggestive. In attempting to show further this interfusion of identity she once wrote:
“One evening just after dusk, I went into a room dimly lighted by a coal fire. Poe was sitting dreamily musing by the fireside. In a corner of the room hung an unframed picture painted on a very dark background. It was sketched for me many years ago by Giovanni Thompson, who married a sister of Mrs. Ritchie. As I entered the room Poe started up and said ‘Helen, I have had such strange dreams since I have been sitting here that I can hardly believe myself awakes! Your picture in this dim light looked so like the face of Robert Stanard that it startled me. You remember that he was the schoolmate of whom I have spoken to you, the son of Mrs. Helen Stanard whom I loved so well. I never noticed the resemblance before, [page 385:] but when you see him, as you one day will, you will see how strikingly this picture resembles him.’
Hanging as it did, in deep shadow, the face might well have startled one on suddenly turning toward it, as something strange and fantastic, but the fact of the resemblance deeply impressed me in connection with my remembrance of the weird fantasies in some of his stories.”(1)
There could be no doubt in the mind of Sarah Whitman that there had been something more than ordinary circumstances which had drawn her to Poe. Her aunt Mrs. Rebecca Power Tillinghast, who had married the Hon. J. L. Tillinghast, encouraged her by assurances of a strange resemblance between the faces of her father, Nicholas Power, and Mr. George Poe of Georgetown, D. C.(2) Then once in 1849 when Mrs. Power saw her daughter Sarah dressed as an Albanian chief for a tableau, the poor old lady was so appalled by the resemblance to Edgar Poe that she refused to remain in the room or give her daughter a second look.
“Everyone who had seen Poe remarked the resemblance,” Mrs. Whitman asserted. “The aid of a burnt cork to the eyebrows, and applied as a mustasche on the upper lip transformed me. The resemblance was magical.”(3)
Poe had also taught Mrs. Whitman to trace subtle relations in words. The very name of Helen held some charm for him, and it will be remembered that in writing to Mrs. Whitman on October 1 he said that he had felt a “thrill of intense superstition”, a feeling of “positive miracle he discovered how appositely his lines to Mrs. Stanard, had fulfilled his need in communicating with Mrs. Whitman. There had been an agreement not only in thought but also in name — [page 386:] the rare agreement of “Helen and not the far more usual Ellen”. Mrs. Whitman consequently later came to see this same significance in others of his poems. In earlier versions of “Lenore” she found that Poe had addressed the lines to “Helen” rather than “Lenore”, and in this fact she found some satisfaction.(1) And thus later, becoming interested in the anagrammatic mode of divination as “practiced by the professors of the ‘black art’,” she found that by adopting the original Norman spelling of her family name, a name also common to Poe, she could transform the letters of her name so as to produce a phrase suggestive of Poe. Thus “Helen Poer” transposed became “Ah Seraph Lenore”. “I confess that when I war the result she wrote Mrs. Julia Deane Freeman, “I felt a strange sense of what Macbeth would call ‘Fate and metaphysical aid’.”(2)
This philosophy of identity, and this doctrine of magnetic rapport were not sciences she had acquired altogether in her association with Poe, but whether with true or false intent, he had served to confirm her belief. In seeking for romantic reasons to impress upon her his theory of her identity with the spirit of a woman who had been more than mother to him, he left her with ideas upon which to build a firm belief in Spiritualism.
In her relations with Poe Mrs. Whitman in more ways than one had come to associate the poet with ideas peculiar to the now rapidly increasing interest in objective Spiritualism. And either before or after his death and after his death she had [page 387:] begun to see in him a divinely appointed medium through which God was working some purpose.
To Sarah Whitman Poe was a man who possessed a rarely gifted mind, a mind which because of its peculiarities of psychic and physical organization was accessible to the subtle vibrations of an ethereal medium, which conveyed but feeble impressions to the senses of ordinary persons.
“A mind which, ‘following darkness like a dream,’ wondered forever with insatiate curiosity on the confines of that
‘Wild, weird clime, that lieth sublime
Out of Space, out of Time!
By each spot the most unholy,
In each nook most melancholy.’
seeking to solve the problem of that phantasmal Shadow-Land, which, through a class of phenomena unprecedented in the world's history, was about to attest itself as an actual place of conscious and progressive life, the mode and measure of whose relations with our own are already recognized as legitimate objects of scientific research by the most candid and competent thinkers of our time.”(1)
In the “supernatural soliciting” of this mind Mrs. Whitman saw a significance, a wise purpose, — “an epochal fitness”. She found in many of Poe's strange narratives a degree of truth which Poe himself was not willing to avow. In one of his stories he had written:
“I cannot even now regard these experiences as a dream, yet it is difficult to say how otherwise they should be termed. Let us suppose only that the soul of man, today, is on the brink of stupendous psychal discoveries.”(2)
And in contemplating Poe's was dreams Mrs. Whitman was mindful of Dante's words that
— “Minds dreaming near the dawn
Are of the truth presageful.”(3) [page 388:]
She felt that Poe's dreams were presageful and significant, and that while Poe had but dimly apprehended through higher reason the truths which his dreams foreshadowed, he had through his genius compelled men “to read and accredit as possible truths his most marvelous conceptions.”(1) Poe had often spoken of the imageries and incidents of his inner life as more vivid and true than those of his outer experience. And it attempting to analyze the character and conditions of his introverted life Poe had written that he regarded these visions with an awe, and as glimpses of “the spirit's outer world”. “His mind was indeed a ‘Haunted Palace’,” Mrs. Whitman remarked, “echoing to the footfalls of angels and demons.”(2)
In “Ligeia”, “Morella”, and “Eleanora” Mrs. Whitman had seen prevailing and dominant thoughts of psychic and spiritual agencies, energies, and potencies. Here were “intimations of mysterious phenomena”, which though regarded at the time they were indited as mere fables and dreams, were later to be recognized in their phenomenal aspect as matters of popular experience and scientific research. Each of these stories, Mrs. Whitman felt, commemorated “a psychal attraction which transcends the dissolution of the mortal body and oversweeps the grave; the passionate soul of the departed transfusing itself through the organism of another to manifest its deathless love.”(3) The reality of this theory Poe had attempted to prove to her by suggesting the subtle relation which he would have her believe she bore to the departed Mrs. Stanard. [page 389:]
Though Poe had admitted those dreams and visions of his inner life with skeptical reservation, Sarah Whitman had gone further in her credence. She saw in him an unconscious spiritual medium acting through the purpose of God and anticipating scientific wonders shortly to be proven. In some respects, like more recent philosophers, she was beginning to confuse genius with what the medievalist would simply have termed divine grace.
It is therefore not strange that since Mrs. Whitman had been convinced of her own unconscious rapport with one so close to Poe in the invisible world as Mrs. Stanard, and of the fact that Poe was himself something of a medium, she should seek and eventually feel that strange rapport with Poe even after he had “disappeared over the edge of the world”. She had never felt that Poe had been entirely separated from her, and she had sometimes employed astrological means of communicating with him. But in 1848 Katie Fox of Hydesville, New York, had snapped her fingers at certain mysterious rappings and thus bridged the gulf between the living and the dead. Spiritualism was no longer subjective, and for those who wished to believe here was a means of direct communication with the departed. Love could now make answer to love o’er the grave, and that most eloquent of Mrs. Heman's poems, “The Spirit's Return” became to some a reality.
“My faith in spiritualism was not a half faith, ‘dear Louise’.” Mrs. Whitman later wrote Mrs. Moulton, “but a confirmed and established one, and they years have [page 390:] authenticated and enlarged it. I know that the departed under favoring conditions can come back and telegraph their thoughts to us.”(1)
Mrs. Whitman was now to spend some time in attempting a communication with Poe by of spiritualistic mediums.
It was in the autumn of 1849 soon after the death of Poe, that Mrs. Whitman began to hear those mysterious rappings which caused so much excitement among those who had followed the news of the Fox sisters and the happenings at Rochester.(2) It was therefore perhaps this early that she came to the conclusion that Poe was attempting to communicate with her by one of peculiar objective methods, and she never lost faith in the fact that he was seeking to establish from another world that spiritual communication with her which had been his ambition when alive. As was the case with most of those who embraced Spiritualism, she felt that frequently see was being guided from that other world — and often by Poe.(3) Once in 1850 she was compelled by a mysterious and spiritual suggestion to write to Mrs. Hewitt, who was at that time almost a stranger, and request that she find out the origin of a piece of gossip concerning herself and Poe; Mrs. Hewitt was herself the source of the anecdote.(4) It is said that Mrs. Whitman visited the Fox sisters, now famous as rapping mediums, in order to communicate with Poe, going in the company of the ever faithful Pabodie.(5) She did learn much from Mrs. Pauline Wright Davis of wonderful things Mrs. Davis experienced in a physico-spiritual way at Mrs. Brown's (later Mrs. Margaret Fish Fox Brown Underhill).(6) And later after [page 391:] Mrs. Brown had become Mrs. Underhill, Mrs. Whitman promised to accompany a Mrs. Cleveland to her studio on 35th street in New York.(1) It is not known just what spiritual experiences Mrs. Whitman had at the studio of Mrs. Underhill; but through the mediumship of Sarah Gould, a trance poet with whom she was closely associated, Mrs. Whitman did feel that she more than once came into communication with the spirit of Poe. Miss Gould, possessed of spirit messages, frequently gave way to improvisations of a poetical nature, which though not always good poetry, and sometimes not even coherent, were powerful to one who wished to believe.
One night when Mrs. Whitman and Miss Gould were crossing Long Island Sound on their passage from Providence to New York, Miss Gould became cognizant of a spiritual presence which she assumed to be that of Edgar Poe. Miss Gould then delivered a poetic message to Sarah Whitman which she believed to be a message of some sort from the spirit of her lost lover, still in the throes of “serpent” agony and chiding her for neglect.(2)
One would gather from Miss Gould's improvisation that Poe had been consigned to a sort of Carrie Nation Hall — a prolonged and exaggerated delirium tremens. This conception perhaps would have been in agreement with Sarah Whitman's creed. For in answering the question as to whether or not souls are lost, she once replied:
“I am inclined to think with Swedenborg that all for a time after this death follow their ruling loves but that the ever increasing freedom of good will finally achieve the redemption of all.”(3) [page 392:]
To the world Poe had been afflicted with a “ruling love” of evil. He had died murmuring the words “Lord, help my poor soul”; and the Spiritualists had pitied this poor soul, believing it destined for more torture in another world before achieving its final redemption.
Once in order to learn what she could of Poe Mrs. Whitman forwarded to Joseph R. Buchanan a copy of Poe's MS poem “To Helen”, hoping that he would compare the handwriting of this poem psychometrically with something that Poe had written through a medium. Buchanan had felt that in this way the spiritual identity of Poe could be made evident. But Buchanan lost the poem, and Mrs. Whitman was never able to add this assurance to her grouwing faith in spiritualism.(1) It was perhaps through Sarah Gould that she was best able to feel that she could communicate with Poe, and she remained a close friend of Sarah Gould until her death many years later.
Concerning Mrs. Whitman's feelings toward Poe and her ability to come into rapport, with “his spirit through the mediumship of Sarah Gould, Mrs. Eva Oakes Smith related an incident which occurred while these three ladies were travelling together in New England:
“On this memorable journey we were stopping at the Gorham House, at the White Mountains, and an illustrative characteristic revealed itself here. Mrs. Whitman had conceived a most profound, affectionate, and religious attachment for Edgar Poe . ... Mrs. Whitman and Miss Gould occupied a room adjoining mine, the door between being left open, and I heard some fragments of what passed, which were more fully explained in the morning. Mrs. Whitman had been awake, impressed with the presence of Poe. Never had he been more palpably before her; and he seemed eager to [page 393:] say something, as if he importuned her to do for him a kindness, extend some aid, which she could not understand, when Miss Gould turned in her sleep, and murmured distinctly: ‘Pray For me, Helen; pray for me,’ the medium being able to interpret the meaning of the spirit urgency. From this time Helen had an office to perform, in the exercise of which she never faltered. She devoted herself to rescue the fame of the poet from the odium with which wicked and envious minds had so endeavoured to blacken it.”(1)
Before receiving this alleged massage from Poe, Mrs. Whitman had made slight attempts to clear his name from aspersions, but it was perhaps in this message that she found some of the inspiration for her most intensive defense of Poe against his critics; and always she sought for spiritual signs that her efforts were acceptable. But “this fact”, Mrs. Oakes Smith wrote, “was no sign that hers was not a labor of love.”(2)
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[S:0 - JGV40, 1940] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Bookshelf - Sarah Helen Whitman, Seeress of Providence (Varner)