The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-12-10

it couldn't a-been anything else. Remember
not 10 worry; am assured that everything
will be we'll"
All the time that Sister Miller was reveal
ing the secrets OF the other world she car
ried on little parenthetical conversations
with the piano stool, the glass Of water
or just the atmosphere and Immediately
she told what had been said by the ha'nts.
Once a ghost gave her a couple OF good
lunches in rapid succession Sister
Miller had 10 call him down sharp and short
Take your time-take your time, she
snapped az a table and one could see that
Sister Miller was having a hard time to
hold her temper with the impatient ghost.
The ha'nt quieted down under her sharp
reprimand and after that they seemed to
eat right out or her n
Il now have a little pink here, resumed
the spiritualist, after a moment. There's
a grandmother and a little child. l seen
the face Of the child but can't git the little
ones age for the life Of me. | hear the
name Edward. The flowers are yours.
my pool girl, are they not? Thank you,
but don't be downcast. A young man is
trying TO reach out to you, for what reason
l don't know. Perhaps he is a relative
The congregation got up on tiptoes to
see the owner Of the flowers and sank back
again, still unable TO fathom why the young
man reached out unless he really were a
relative.
"Ah, 7 see Edward clearly now, said
Sister Miller at last. Hes very tall young
man and he is your cousin. You under
standp"
We'll, I recognize the name all right. "
faltered the girl that the ghost was an
moving. but he amt tall"
We'll, | suppose he seems tall beside
me suggested Sister Miller.
The mediums great work was when she
picked up the flowers given in by a young
woman wearing widows weeds and crying
behind her black veil. Sister Miller said
as soon as she had touched the flowers that
the young woman had lost her husband re-
Gently in an accident, and the young widow
tolrfully admitted rh' bad. Sister N.N-r
ran down the aisle and grasped the hand Of
the widow and the two had a good cry AS the
medium told thefwife not to worry. but that
che" said-"he' seemed TO keep his name
TO himself. doubtless realizing that he was
making 70 good there was no use of show
ing of-everything would be all right.
This was the control that gripped Sister
Miller so hard she had 10 seek a real chair
on the platform 10 come 10 in.
While the congregation was singing No.
- Brother knabe advanced from the main
body Of thought and gave a few manifesto
tions. Brother Knabe confined himself
to glittering generalities and was getting
along swimmingly till he walked down the
aisle and grasped tho hand OF a young man
with glasses. Brother Knabe was telling
the young man that he was surrounded
with myriad gyrations OF transc endental
etherizations or words TO that effect, when,
AZ. ne grasped the young mans nand 70 get
a better circuit, a tan coat on the youths
knee slipped slightly and some bits Of
scrubbed paper hllrtered to the floor.
"Ha, you're a reporterl' gasped Brother
Knabe. He stslked back TO the platform
hurriedly and the congregation rubbered;
Young man." Missed Brother Knabe, all
the devils in hell could not make you a be-
lever. But listen 10 this and Brother
Knabe banged the piano emphatically.
There are onlyIthree.months or less left TO
you in your present surroundings. Mark
my words"
The announcement seemed TO he A great
shock 10 the newspaper man, hut heltried TO
smile out Of il. Upto the moment his scrib-
blAd notes had huttered the s~piritualist
had been telling him things earnestly, but
now the control seemed TO have been broken.
After this unfortunate occurrence with an
unbeliever a damper seemed to be cast on
The hs'nts and the seanCe came to an end
shortly. The services will be resumed
next Sunday night.