Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1909-03-25

cution of my client, Miss Amy Alright.
She is perfectly satisfied with this
mundane sphere as the reporters call
it, and intends to remain here. |
shall take steps to enjoin you from
making her the subject of further ex-
pertinent"
Take ticket" was Shockton's
cordial response, thrusting out
card. "One dollar, please; 1880 this
evening. We are going to demater.
alize the chit this yery night, and if it
doesn't come off. call me all the liars
you like. Next"
"One moment, Mr.. Stockton" said
Woodwork, severely. Il understand
you to say that you intend TO dema.
terialize, which | suppose means to
disembody-to cause to disappear"
Into thin air-evaporate-va
answered the medium, in a business.
like tone.
Cause TO disappear person now
living? That, my dear sir, is murder!"
Wrong" replied Stockton. who
is this girl? where does she hail from?
She has been dead 1870 years. Can't
kill person twice, you know. What
good is she, anyhow? She's way be
hind the times-cant even sell
ticket to her own Standardization"
Then you are determined to dema.
terialize the lady again?" demanded
Woodwork, somewhat demoralized.
Sure; come and see for yourself
Bake a ticket, and one for your wife"
Il 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-lock
her up-do anything you like with her,
and III bet you a 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 collusion with
the medium. She appeared terribly to
dread the threats of Stockton.
"Oh, gentlemen" she pleaded, put
me under ground; put me in some
strong place, where it will be impos-
sible to get at me. | am so tired of be-
ing spirit. Don't let me he demateri.
allied again."
Provided with a lunch from the
hotel, wrapped in napkins. she was
smuggled into Barker's bank-it was
dignitied by that name in the village
and locked into it's roomy old brick
vault, and a committee signed an affi-
davit to that effect
Then all the Psychical people at
tended Shockton's seance. 1t was
very long and very mysterious. For
two hours the audience-they could
not be called spectators-sa in dark
ness, listening to soft music and wait
ing for Amy Alright to appear.
AT last there came a gentle tapping.
"Ah, ha!" 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
spirt?"
"a spirit, alas! Oh, woe is me-"
There you are, gentlemen!" said
Stockton, switching on the light.
Now produce your Amy, if you can"
The audience. led by the Psychical
Research committee, trooped back to
Barkers bank. Heavens! The man
had won his bet-Amy had demateri-
allied after all.
So had the contents of the bank!
The only material evidences remain
ing of the guileless girl and her work
were the crumbs of her luncheon, the
napkins in which 1t had been wrapped,
and hotel table knife-snapped short
off-which had served as a screw.
driver. The big, old-style locks, with
their screws, lay on the floor.
20 Blavatsky!* groaned Barker,
what idiots we have heen!"