Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-06-27

though I cannot, as yet, ind out how you do
1t, he answers
She removes her hands from the table, but
the faint tapping is still to be heard.
"How now?' she asks laconically.
"With your tongue and your teeth, Isup-
pose. May ask you to keep your mouth
wide open?''
She laughs against her will
''I'll do better than that" she replies, '1
will give you my word as gentlewoman,
that l have no part whatever in anything
that goes on, beyond the questions L must
ask, as medium; those you shall dictate to
ire. VIII that content you?'
Perfectly" he answers, '1f we get rhyme
or reason out of this dreadfully shabby bit
of mahogany, shall believe that the old
gentleman himself is honoring us with his
company Hadn't you better ask this poor
old party what he wants? or his knuckles
will be getting sore" :"
"For whom do you Gomez" inquiries Flo,
with the tender infection in her voice one
uses if addressing the dead or dying.
The table raps out according to the al
phabet the letters which form the words
''Dr. Darlington"
''Pretty pat with my profession" says
Jack, perhaps he'll mention where he
knew me-
'tHaslar Hospital" from the table.
'eWell, what's he after-what does he
want to say?" asks Jack, who is beginning
to weary of sitting so long without Cis.
"What may your name be? Come to the
point, old fellow" yawning and trying to
hide that he is doing so.
On the question being raised by the me-
dunn, very rapidly is spelt out the name.
''Donald McGregor."
There is a visible change in Carrin gtons
face, he looks interested, but shakes his
head at Flo.
'sDo YOU know the name?" she asks.
eyes, and so do you," he replies. laugh
ing.
"I never heard it until this minute" she
answers, looking him in the face, "unless it
was in book. Do you doubt me still,
Jack?''
'No, no" he answers hastily, 'T do not
think that you would knowingly take me in,
but you may have got that name into your
head, for I've spoken of the man to Cis, and
she may have mentioned him to YOU. Let's
get on, however, and come to the gist of the
matter. When did you die, old boy? Cut
your communication as short as You can, to
oblige me-
September 81"
''Cram No. L; he didn't know me till Oc-
tober in last year, for 1 was only ordered to
him two more chances to make all the i'm
preston upon me that he can. Tell him to
speak up quickly, Flo"
September o..
Jack looks at Flo and laughs, looking
very victorious.
"You see how much he knows about it!
For the last time, Donald McGregor, speak
the truth, or else forever hold your tongue,
what was the da-''
Rapidly, before the question is out of
Jacks mouth:
September 81"
Darlington roars with laughter and
pushes his chair away from the table.
$50 much for your spiritual revelations,
Flo! this party has got pressure on the
brain. I've had enough of this, 1 think, for
the present, - getting up and stretching him.
self as he speaks.
"Well, L acknowledge" replies Flo,
"that this one was rather incoherent, but at
any rate, Jack, you must see that there is
no trickery about it; admit now, that it
must proceed from spiritual agency"
I'm not quite prepared to admit that
vet, Flo; but I'll freely acknowledge that
it's quite beyond me to account for it. L
can't imagine spirits of the blest kicking
about in the legs of tables, and if they are
spirits at all, as you and your party be-
lieve, they must be unhappy ones, not
to be depended upon, and certainly
not worth dealing with. The man McGregor
was one of the best chaps ever knew, and
his spirit would certainly not have told all
those Grams concerning the date of his death,
eh?"
'You remember the man well, then?"
"Yes, perfectly; the fellow took an unac-
countable attachment to myself; why, / can't
imagine. He was i'll in hospital when was
first sent to Haslar, and died there in the
spring. I've spoken of him to Cis; possibly
she or have mentioned his name before
you; and through Unconscious cerebration,
or whatever scientists call it, you have some
how helped the table to rap out that name.
mean no offense to your integrity, my dear
girl; but though that explanation is hard
thing to believe, it is easier to my mind
than ascribing it to spiritual agency"