The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-05-19

I MCreadie. I went and very mar vellous thing happened.
 ] Miss MCreadie - Some stranpe
 spirit is here. I feel all is confusion. 1 He wishes to speak,"
 | He did speak. He refused to give his name, said he was born in Brad 1 ford 51 years ago, grew up with the
 man he had said was dead. had told l me lot of lies about him and
 pickles" and asked for forgive ness.
 1 But why did you do s,,cb :, 1 wicked thing ?" asked Miss Mcrea- l die. The answer came sIowly-"Fun: deception; sorry" l Do you know MT. wynn?' 1 "No" | Then go away; leave this house
 at once. and never return, unless you are willing to abandon such evil ways Will you go?" i Answer <slowly)-"Yes; sorry." Instantly the table seemed to be- come as lifeless as the lions in Ira l falgar Square. Miss M'Creadie-'T admit, MT. | Wynn, such things are possible. | Wicked spirits are also met in the flesh I am also sure your son has been here. I have seen him. He has spoken to you." My confidence in Mr.. vango has become absolute, and now, after two years intimate knowledge of him, 1t is as great as ever. I have had | many sittinss with him, watched him sceptically and acutely, and I have no misgivings as to his honesty. Furthermore, the sitting I am about | to report, was held on Wednesday, October 24, 1917. at four o'clock P M, shortly after I became acquainted with him, not only excludes the slightest possibility of any investiga- ton on his part about my relations, but proves to demonstration that telepathy cannot account for the phenomena, for, as will be shown, was told something I did not know, which was quite true. began to chat with Mr. Vango by saying, How do you go into a trance, MT. Vango? What do you mean by going into a trance? What do you experience? Do you know anything of what you say?''
 Have you ever heard a man talk in his sleep? Have you ever heard him deny any knowledge of what you have reported to him? Well; that's i me in a trance.
 am as interested in hearing when | I come out of a. trance what has hap pened as you are in listening I sup pose it sounds as if it's me all the | time?" 1
 Yes" I replied quite frank [ 1y.
 But it is not. I don't know a word i I say. as a rule.''
 That is a very solemn thing to | affirm, MT. Vango. You will permit | me to say that hell-fire would be a | mild. punishment for any medium who could wilfully use facts about the dead to deceive the living" I | spoke sternly.
 T agree with you,'' replied Mir i Vango with a calm and beautiful smile T should think no hell hot enough. But MT. Wynn, why should I wish to deceive you? I charge you nothing for coming. I don't ask you or anyone to come. l feel ometimes I don't want them to come The persecution on the part of the au- thorities is unjust and insane I find the Almighty has given me gifts, and I am to be punished for using them! Is that just? ?''
 No. it is not; but other men be- sides you have had to suffer gross in justice. islander, and calumny, and a law of God has brought them out on top. I am not asking questions as a bigot, but simply as wishfu1 to get al facts.''
 Exactly; feel it. Your spirit is delightfully."- refreshing. I now tell you again. do not know what you are about to hear any more than the Man in the Moon."
 "Contror' Speaks.
 said no more. MT. Vango closed l his eyes, passed his fingers through | his hair as he sat quite naturally in his chair, and in about five minutes he seemed to become some one else in tone. speech. and manner. Pre- sume he was "controlled," then the following is an exact report of what the "Centrs-p' said. I wrote down the actual words with the greatest care
 Good afternoon. I am pleased to |, see you am as.-ed to tell you that your mother, youa. sister, Emma, your sister. Kate. and another little sister are here."
 q will ask the readsr to note as the tale unfolds how Impossible it | was for Mir Vango to have told me this. The effect on my mind was electrical, but controlled myself)
 Thank you: but could you de- scribe each of them to me?-
 Yes: your mother---she tells r1e | she is your mother-appears abour seventy years of age; thin, dark com plexion, long, thin face, wrinklel r features, eyes receding, a straigh | nose, thin mouth. High cheek bones or medium height. Hair parted l. |