The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1885-10-14

Tor never saw it. Truth TO tell, he was not
as particular cbout investigating corners
with his feather duster as some of the ladies
would have liked him to be- Besides, the
ehurch was dark, and it was very busy
day, and he had TO brush his Jacket and
put on he clean collar before the company
same.
Soon the people of the village began 10
arrive. Twelve pews We're reserved for the
guests of the bridal party. Tue basket stood
III the last of these in the corner The
guests began to come. The carriages drove
up. The bride sailed up the aisle on her
fathers arm. His mother, her mother, were
there; old lady relatives in caps; young
lady relatives in white muslin. Finally, at
the very last, Mr.. and Mrs. Ebenezer Bah.
cock, agitated and pale, took their places in
pew number twelve.
They had searched everywhere. They
had quarreled with each other, made up,
and lamented their loss. But they had de.
sermined to come to the wedding, after ALL
There would he the satisfaction of telling
the tale, at least
dunno as l calculate they'll believe
u.s." said Mrs. Babcock.
+" Ef you hedn't hey me put the receipt
cd bill into the box, they'd av bin proof"
said her welded Ebenezer; to which she,
in spirit of justice, replied:
dunno but there would hev been
MIR. Babcock but mortals is at times mis-
led"
This admission made the old couple
friends again, and they hurried into church,
full of that sympathetic feeling that com.
mon misfortune awakens in the souls of hui
man beings.
" prstty penny to throw into the di.tr
sighed the old man. mo thanks nor moth
in"
!" It's awful to reflect on" said Inc old
lady. 81 dunno as it isn't o judgment on
me fur wantin' to show off fur once"
No. had orter purvented OF it," said
the old man.
The wedding march was playing. Guests
we're coming in.
Can you scrouge up, Mrs. Babcock !?
There's another lady wants to sot in here"
whispered Mr. d.
+" Pm tryin' TO-" said the old lady. "But
there's suthin here. 1t keeps me from dom
of it."
She felt along the seat and touched the
'gg basket. She felt upward and found
the handle. She peered downward and saw
what it was. She lifted it to her knee,
obeyed her husbands suggestion to " scrouge
up and felt thrill of that terror the sup
ernatural brings with it, rs she knew that
she held on her knee the egg basket in
which the box OF silver had been placed
that the present was safe and had apparent
ly come to church to find her of its own nc
cord.
Do you believe in spirits, Ebenezer,
abe whispered, "such as move things, yor
know ?"
Course not" said he.
81 do" said she. They've fetched the
,ilyer. Looki"
Ebenezer looked. But he was older than
ais wife and his eyes had failed more. He
raw nothing.
nor nothin', Abby jane" he whispered.
She laughed little Historically. But the
service had begun. Nothing more could be
said.
Maria was married. Shortly after she
reached home she was presented with
splendid present by her aunt and uncle Of
whom nothing of the kind could be expect
ed. Afterward they told their story. No
body doubted it. In quiet country places
where there is not much going on people
like to believe such things.
The prevailing impression is that it was
spirits, and, indeed, since that day, spirit
ualism has greatly hourished in that place.
There are two mediums there one materi
Allies. Mr.. and Mrs. Ebenezer Babcocl
go to all the public seances. They are
great believers as Mrs. Babcock often says
they have had proof.-MaTy Kyle Dallas.