The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-09-15

candidatesvM MT Hearsts party-don't you 1 know?" vehemently rejoined Bettina. ! Hearst? Hearst ?'-mused the astrol- oger.
 "Oh, yes; he is the man who owns all ] those big newspapers and was can ] didate-yes-I remember; MT. William i (Also) Ran dolph Hearst. No; he isn't l going to be President"
 Well, of course not. He isn't even running I exclaimed furiously. "He is l just the great big, splendid man back l of the independence party-with a head full of brains and the spirit of reforma- tion in his blood, like Theodore Parker, Oliver Cromwell. Henry George and all | those people had. What we want to know directly is whether or not MT. 1 Hisgen and MT. Graves will be elected. Can you tell us?
 "Spiritualism would be better able to | enlighten us, I think. If you could only come to g "se-yance'' some night, I'm sure we could find out," said the man, l You know I am the person who predict , ed McKinley's election "Oh, how exciting," exclaimed Bettina. Do tell us about it. When was this 'se-yance?' " initiating his pronunciation 1 of seance, which nearly destroyed me.
 Well, one night long before Mckinley was even nominated a spirit came to me an illuminated spirit. You know all progressive spirits are illuminated" said this weird person. 'It appeared at this 1 se-yance and appraised me of the fact that Mckinley would be elected-would be nominated second time and again elected, but would not live through his 1 second term, The spirit also said he would be killed by a person whose name began with e And you see 1t all hap pened just that way"
 "Oh! How interesting?" Bettina and simultaneously calculated
 How I wish we knew some spirits who were interested in politics. so we could come to a 'se-yance' some night Do 1 you really think one would appear and tell us?' inquired Bettina. My dear young lady, I feel sure a l spirit would come, particularly if your .houghts were concentrated on the sub Ject," was the reply.
 As he said this. his deen b,ao,x o,,as which seemed to be searching for hiero, | giyphics on our backbones, gave LIS s,1ch 1 a fright that we immediately feared an attack of predictions in our own direction. | so we moved uneasily in our chairs. and l l ventured timidly:
 l Well, if you knew the interest we reel Tn the coming election. and with | these great leaders right here is our midst today, you would surely try to per suade the stars to throw some light on the subject"
 1 When it comes right down to facts" | he responded. 'I do not depend on tha stars CT spirits for my election news. make use of my common sense and the ] kpowiedge or human nature with which l am endowed"
 1 Bcttina said, "Then. who in vour on;n- ion. will be our next President?'
 why, Bryan, of course" answered the fakir
 "Bryan?" I shouted; 'then you think Taft stands no show?''
 | Well, speaking of shows" continued the friendly and loquacious gentleman l entirely ignoring the mention of Mr Taft's name, that reminds me of a no. nundrum going the rounds about MT Bryan, which is very amusing The oues- tion was asked: What is the difference between Bryan and Buffalo Bill? Can you l guess?"
 "Oh, we never could guess conundrums could we, Dolly?' said Bettina.
 Never. Do tell us the answer" I said
 Well, Buffalo Bill has a show" was the quiet rejoinder ''Of course that was some enemy of the great commoner ! who perpetrated such joke, but he is | going to be elected just the same. He is wonderful man, this Bryan. He is a Inan of the people. a regular Lincoln American Democracy and its principles | is his theme, and he will win on the
 
 T believe you are a democrat, aren't | you?" asked of the planet man. Indeed I am one, tried and true. Once democrat always a democrat is my motto. and am going to see Bryan Pres ident in November"
 What do the psychic forces say about l that?" I inquired
 Well. I haven't consulted them as yet, but if I did I feel sure they would say that a man with Bryan's bulldog te- nacity. his Job-like patience, and his dem- ocratic nature. would be rewarded in 1908 by the highest gift within the power of | the people,"
 Ae he expressed this opinion the me- dium fell back upon the dingy little ! old hlue brocaded sofa into what ap- | peAred to me to be a slate of suspended | animation. His eyes were glassy and | he was waving his hands franctically.
 Hes throwing 8 fit" said Bettina, l scared out of a years growth.
 "No-look! Listen! He Is trying some | thing" I cautiously whispered. In a monotone he began while sway l ing to and fro,
 | Before me, see a great, fat man. l He is the owner of a flashing mustache. ] He Is an aristocrat. His name begins l with a T. He is struggling, working, running for something. but alas He will