Holbrook argus., 1909-11-16

"Take a ticket" was Shocktons cordial response, thrusting out card. One dollar, please; 7:50 this e gening. We are going 10 demater- alize the chit this very night, and if it doesn't come off, call me all the liars you like. Next!"
 One moment, MT. Shockton," said Woodwork, severely. T understand you to say that you intend to dema terialize, which I suppose means to disembody-to cause to disappear"
 Into thin air-evaporate-v answered the medium, in a business like tone.
 Cause to disappear a person now living? That, my dear sir, is murder!"
 'Wrong!" replied Shockton. Who Is this girl? where does she hail from? She has been dead 130 years. Can't kill a person twice, you know. What good is she, anyhow? She's way be- hind the times-can't even sell ticket to her own dematerialization."
 Then you are determined to dema- terialize the lady again?" demanded Woodwork, somewhat demoralized.
 Sure; come and see for yourself. Take a ticket, and one for your wife"
 T shall certainly come-with the police. You insist on making this pre- posterous experiment?"
 Fact. But tell you what I'll do. You may take the young woman-iock her up-do anything you like with her, and I'll bet you cool hundred I'll de materialize her all the same.'
 Woodwork clutched at this propo- sition-he began to see way out The Psychical Research society was hasti- ly summoned in special session, and Amy Alright was introduced to Presi. dent Barker and the members. Her frankness and timidity convinced the most skeptical among them that she. at least, was innocent of collision with the medium. She appeared terribly to dread the threats of Shockton.
 "Oh, gentlemen she pleaded, put me under ground; put me in some strong place, where it will be impos- sible to get at me. I am so tired of be. ing spirit. Don't let me be demateri. alized again!"
 Provided with a lunch from the hotel. wrapped in napkins, she was smuggled into Barker's bank-it was dignified by that name in the village and locked into it's roomy old brick vault, and committee signed an af1i- davit tosthat effect.
 Then all the Psychical people at tended Shockton's seance It was very long and very mysterious. For two hours the audience-they could not be called spectators-sat in dark ness, listening to soft music and wait ing for Amy Alright to appear.
 At last there came a gentle tapping. "Ah, hal" exclaimed Stockton, "she comes! Who goes there?"
 'The spirit of Mistress Amy Alright. who died of the Quinsy in 177O."
 Are you in the flesh, or in the spirit?"
 "A spirit, alasl Oh, woe is me,Y
 There you are, gentlemenl" said Shockton, switching on the light. Now produce your Amy, if you can"
 The audience, led by the Psychical Research committee, trooped back to Barker's bank. Heavens! The man had won his bet-Amy had demateri- alized after all
 So had the contents of the banki
 The only material evidences remain ing of the guileless girl and her work were the crumbs of her luncheon. the napkins in which it had been wrapped, and hotel table knife-snapped short of-which had served as screw driver. The big, old-style locks, with their screws, lay on the floor.
 70 Blavatsky!" groaned Barker. what idiots we have been,"