The Globe-republican., 1890-04-02
'Catch hold. Take

The answer was: Catch hold. Take
what give you.
Its a spirit" said the spiritualistic
neighbor. sagely nOdding, land this is q
communication"
1t was about four o'clock in the after
noon when the spiritualistic neighbor
arrived.
'.He felt it his duty to inform them of
something" he said. land he believed
that it would prove of value"
All listened; Mr.. Lamson profoundly.
LAST night" he went on, Il was 1y-
ing in my bed about twelve o'clock, I
should say, for the moon had riz, when
l was impressed to look out the window.
The way the spirits took to make me do
it was kind of a creakin' noise. The
moon was shinin' and as stuck my head
under the sash I seen spirit peramber-
latin down the road. Twas spirit
plain as possible; not folks, for twas in
its shroud. with cap on.
| Now I've been takin' lessons to be-
come SEEM mejum for weeks. A dol
lar an hour. That's Madame Jimjam' s
charges. So felt the power had come,
and putin on my Overcoat and slippers.
l jest stepped out of the window and
followed.
THE spirit glided on tremendously,
and the conditions was good, and
seemed to be led by angil hands until
came to the givup ice-house on to your
old place, whar you used to live before
you moved here.
''There it stopped and turned around
and looked at me, and l saw Mrs. Lam
sons face.
81 kinder started, and she gave .
screech and vanished into the ground.
bleeve you'll find her body in thak ice
house, Neighbor LamsOn.''
Meanwhile, from the depths below, an
unseen hand presented these articles:
Lucy Kemp's watch and chain, silk
patchwork cushion, silver teapot, two
jars of currant jelly, portrait of Wash
ington, two tablespoons and leather
wallet, silver watch and a cameo
brooch.
voice below, for I'm black and blue and
almost frozen"
Mr.. Lamson jumped into the hole and
soon helped up the replaced ladder, Mrs.
Lamson, wrapped in his best coat and
wearing his best hat, the last of the
list of valuables that had mysteriously
disappeared.
| To her rushed the suffering relative
determined to be heard at last:
/ . ho 10 10 IN
walk in her Sleep" he blurted out.
':I've been trying to tell 'em that all
day."
"Yes," said Mrs. Lamson, 'when I was
a girl l used to do it, and l must have
taken to it again, and hid the things
here, and gone home without waking.
But this time the ladder slipped, and
down L fell. though was dead, and
had been buried alive, until day came,
and the light shone in, and saw these
things piled up in a corner, and the lad
der was broken, and l couldn't get up.
Eve screamed until I'm hoarse: and
should be dead if it wasn't for Peters
coat and hat; and I'm ashamed of my
self, especially the way look; and per-
haps you'd better 60 and send the wagon
for me, Peter"
But Peter picked his wife up, and car
ried her home in his arms, and glad he
was to get her again.
'After all, Ibelieve it was the spir-
it's" said the spiritualistic neighbor,
left behind with the suffering relative.
"You see they hid the things there,
and put her into trance to find them"
But the relative only shook his head,
and repeated:
| ''Ha-ha-Hanner alters walked in her
slee-ee-sleep when she was a gal. I've
been trying to tell-tell-tell 'em so all
ay."-Mary Kyle Dallas, in N. Y. Led
| ger.