The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1899-11-27
SPEAKING OF sPooKs.
The Drummer Embraced the Opportun-
ity to Imprint One More Kiss on His
Dear Lost Wife.

| The Drummer Embraced the Opportun-
ity to Imprint One More Kiss on His
| Dear Lost Wife.
Speaking of spirits spooks and the
like remarked travelling man, who
is decidedly skeptical as to spirit rap
pings slate writing, naturalization
| and the rest of the regulation medium
| istic layout. II saw a rather funny
| thing recently. 1t was at one of those
seances where they materialize hands,
| faces, etc, from cracks in black cab
met. After this part of the show, the
assembled audience was requested to
join hands and form circle, it being
promised them that something out Of
the ordinary would take place. Well,
it did. There was another drummer
there, who had gone like myself, to
pass away few hours, to see what
kind of a show the ghost dance was.
He and l sat together, and he COM
mented all the way through the per-
Torrance upon the shocking effect
which life in the spirit world apparently
had upon the morals Of the departed.
Spirits probably have a little more
license than people who are still in the
flesh but if those spirits had carried
on before death as they did afterward,
they would every one of them have
died in the penitentiaIy. Ghosts, report
ed to be those of staid, respectable
fathers and mothers Of families, would
go through the pockets Of people on
the stage in the most approved Chicago
style. Now, I've been touched once or
twice, but it has always been by very
material hands, where I could have
chance to get back, and this thing of
ghost taking advantage of his ether
iality to relieve you of your valuables
is not a square deal My drummer
friend thought 50, too, and between us
we determined to get back at the
spooks
THE medium happened to be re-
markably pretty and reasonably young
woman, and when the lights were low
cred and phantom hands began to wan
der over the back of my neck and
around the region of my watch pocket,
it seemed to me that the hands We're re-
markedly like those Of the medium, or
'pyschic,' as they are called in England,
don't you know. Well, by and by, the
phantom hands began to monkey
around in the vicinity of my friend,
and he said in a startled stage whis-
per:
1T is the hand of my dear wife. l
can recognize the little scar upon her
finger
This was just what the medium lady
wanted, and in second or SO, we heard |
her say, Is there some one here who
has recently lost his wife?'
THE drummer answered Yes it is l, |
and I recognized her dear little hand
moment ago"
THE little medium said: Your wife
wants me to give you message, sir |
and then the hands began to wander
around the drummer's neck again.
well, he suddenly let go of the hand
he was holding on the right, and seized
the hand of the specter. He grabbed it
with good, strong grip, too, and pulled
the attached arms over his shoulder
There was a squeal and a scufile, but
my friend had more muscle than the
spook, and the crowd heard him say:
oh, my own little wife, / must kiss
your lips one more.
There was a renewed scuffie, and
when the lights We're turned up, there
sat my friend with the pretty little me-
dunn on his lap, and he certainly was
making up for the time he had lost
since the death of his dear little Wife
The show broke up in a row, and l
haven't been to a seance since, but if
sver / hear of that same medium being
n town, you bet I'll make it a point to
,e there 7 guess can have 4 deceased
wife as well as any one. "--Indianapolis
News.