The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1897-09-30

gagged, SO that she feels insecure and ex-
pressed herself thus In comparison with
her heavenly home. After nearly thirty
years the comparative silence of her
long sufferings was broken by Judge
Abram H. Daley, of Brooklyn, a friend
OF the family writing the Life of Mol
lie Fancher," the sale of which book, to-
gether with the sale Of her fancy work
of various kinds, is her dependence in
life. The writer took two of her books,
and after making ready sale of them
wrote to Miss Fancher, inclosing three
dollars, the price Of the two books. A
letter of grateful acknowledgement was
soon received. The penmanship was so
perfect that one might suppose 1t was
Autograph One not knowing who the
writer was could not be made to believe
that it was written by one not having
the natural use of their eyes; that all
her writing, reading, embroidery, wax
flowers, etc., is done in total darkness.
Although not wholly blind in recent
years years, an ordinary light is painful
to her, so that she continues to make no
use of her natural eyes, which of late
years are open, and with her full ply
sique, plump cheeks. fair complexion,
add much to her personal attractions.
Her hands are small and delicate, much
like those of any young girl unused to
labor. Miss Fancher has just passed
her forty-ninth birthday. when my
death is announced, and I am past need
ing help, then my books perhaps will
find ready SALE" was said by Miss Fan
cher at our last interview. One Of the
strange features of Miss Fancher's case
is her Outings She knows no natural
sleep, her only rest being while in a
trance, when her mind often roves here
and there, sometimes to distant places,
sees persons whom she recognizes, after
ward telling them where she saw them,
under what circumstances and what
they We're doing. This she has done
when the persons were many miles
away and Miss Fancher ignorant of
where they were. Thus she speaks Of
having seen the writer in New Haven in
her letter given herewith. B.
Following is the letter above referred
to:
My Dear Friend:
I have been waiting a moment when I
could quietly chat with you, but fates
willed it otherwise, and now am i'm
proving a chance with the hopes I'll not
be interrupted till your kind letter is an
swered. You remark that you were sur
prised when you visited me, your first
call, to see me so cheerful" Yes, they
all, at least many, of my friends are
astonished that should ever smile or
laugh. cannot help it. God gave me
a cheerful disposition and surely the
past thirty years or more has tested it.
Why should I grieve for my Swallowed
life when I know that it is all right. l
am safely anchored, only waiting till
the shadows faIl''--the sad hours and
moments are with God and myself. 1t
is then my heart cries out for the loved
and lost-not lost-waitng to welcome
me "over there" With my cross I have
many blessings and compensations-for
instance when in my trance, which is
my only rest; then I wander, see my
friends, and that reminds me have
seen you several times, two or three
times reading, walking and once you
were lying down. know this state
ment seems strange to you, but if you
had the experience as / have had for
thirty years it would be natural to you.
In the life of Mollie Fancher, do you
think one small volume could tell the
| life story. Oh, no, not fifty. What my
| fears, hopes, experiences and daily life
| could not be told in numbers Vt is true
much has been written about me, never
with my consent. have never sought
notoriety and do not. shrink from
| publicity and have never had an in
| tervieW with a reporter, although many
claim to have seen me. What they
have writ n about me they take the re-
| sponsiblity for, not |.
| Thank you for disposing of the books,
also the interest you have manifested ir
| my behalf I trust to see you again in
/ the near future Until then I'll bid you
goodbye for the present.
Sincerely y9prs,
M6LLIE FANCHER.
Brooklyn, August TO- 1897.
Orders for the book may be left with
Edward f. Mcintosh general secretary
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