The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1877-09-27

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DRIGHAM YOUNG IN sPIlslT
-LAs1. ~
He Materializes Ter q Chicago Ne.
Aiun.-A victim of Jealousy.
Brigham Young hadn't been in the
summer land twenty.four hours be.
fore he materialized for Chicago me-
dium.
did you have a good reception
over there p asked the medium.
well, pretty good said Mr.. Young
his face assuming . slight look of an
noyance, 'pretty good, considering
You are perhaps aware that l left
rather q numerous family-a good
deal Of widow I may say
yes said the medium, encourag.
ingly, at the same time noticing that
the presence rapidly grew excited
there are nineteen of her altogether,
I belieye.'
Nineteen said the late lamented,
with extraordinary solemnity. Nine
teen, not counting Ann Eliza. And I
am sorry that was Mormon. Mark
that, young mani Polygamy is all
right a. long a. the man and husband
is aliye but when that individual per-
ishes he experiences . shock which
completely knocks the spots of that
sustained by Society. I shall never
recover from this.'
The corpse sighed deeply and shook
his head.
Il trust, SIR said the medium, ,some-
what confusedly, they are well, and
as miserable as could be expected7'
Not by jugful,' said the deceased
husband and father, with extreme Vi
olence. That is to say, not by an
enormous amount. Pardon me this
rudeness.' and the breast of the agi-
tated presentiment rose and fell. Par.
don me this exhibition of weakness,
but what I have seen is enough to
arouse the most peaceful and kind
hearted matter Of humanity that ever
crossed the river
will You be good enough to tell
me what the difficulty is2' asked the
medium.
Matter enough said the deceased,
bringing his clenched hand down on q
table with terrible effect. There is
number six-what do you suppose
she's doing2 Weeping like broken
hearted woman, perhaps7 Oh, no; I
guess not. Hob.nobbing with Jim
Ford, and calculating how the prop
erty is going to pan out. That's the
way she expresses her desire to be
buried in the same grave with the rose
of her existence
sThis is dreadful said the medium
synpathetically. Il wouldn't have
thought it,
eAnd there's number 10. Fairest
flower Of the flock, was wont to call
her. What kind Of blighted violet
do you suppose she is? Discussing
baked beans and = new kind of an ex-
istence with q whole man, the latter to
begin rs soon as the estate left by the
person she used to call her chief
among ten thousand is properly di-
vided up. That's the manner Of wa.
ter power abe is.'
And as to the others ? said the me.
dium, after painful pause.
Same thing said the blighted coun-
terfeit. Same thing about all of them
excepting one, and she's SO internally
ugly that she can't find sweetheart
in all Utah.
And you have no revengeT said
the medium, inquiringly.
That's tho misery of it, quickly re-
turned the animatedlbust. 'That's the
devil Of it, If may so speak. I've
got to look on at these things without
the power to punch . head, or swing
. horsewhip. All can do is to look
on and howl
The perturbed spirit applied silk
handkerchief to it's eyes and sobbed
aloud. There was noise as OF. q rush
Of wind, . suppressed shrek, . pnd
of smoke, and when the medium look.
ed for the agitated presentiment 1t
wasn't there.