The Washington times., 1921-12-04
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days." she said. land l believe am fit for
this supreme naturalization.
my body is turning green and the
spirits tell me that this greatest Of miracles
win soon come to pass"
At last she returned with The news that
June IA. the birthday of the child. had been
chosen as the day Of its reincarnation, and
that an adult spirit would accompany it
on its journey back to earth.
Elaborate preparations we're made for
the ethereal visitant. AS the day drew near
the little farm cottage was filed with fow-
ers gathered from everywhere, SO that the
heavy scent of lilacs and June roses per
vaded every room. The day before the
appointed day q vine of rambler roses
climbing over the porch broke unexpect-
edly and prematurely into bloom, which
the agitated mother regarded Is an omen.
The medium sent word during the after.
noon to inform the family of what was TO
take place. so that everyone might b6 In
readiness. She carefully directed everyone
in the house to dress in white robes spAd
to leave the kitchen door ajar. They were
ordered to tell none of the neighbors or
tovnspeople.
Night fell and Mrs. Robbins began to
experience an uneasy dread She still
longed for her baby The thought OF re-,
calling it. from the grave suddenly appalled,
her. but she felt 1t was too late to turn
back.
Her son had been tucked into bed. Her
husband was reading in the living room.
He had balked at putting on his white
robes and drifted into a skeptical silence
whenever Mrs. Robbins mentioned the
hopedfor miracle. At 9 o'clock he knocked
the ashes from his pipe and trailed of to
bed. grumbiing his disbelief in spooks and
complaining over his wife's reliance on
the promises of the medium. Mrs. Rob-
bins was left alone. .-a
She opened the front door and timidly
advanced into the yard. Great black clouds
scudded across the sky, hiding the light of
he moon and stars. II was warm night,
1t she could not repress an involuntary
liver.
The Summer wind stirred in the lilacs
and communicated sudden chill to the
anxious mother. Every sound frightened
her, and in a panic she hurried into the
house and closed the door.
Mrs. Wheeler. the medium, had explicitly
ordered her to keep 1t open. but standing
in the dark Kitchen OF the farm house, with
the wind whistling about the caves, she
was too frightened to obey. Instead, she
fled to her room. The sound OF her feet
on the staircase Increases her agitation so
that when she reached her bed she could
hear her heart pounding in her ears.
The sight of her hus band sleeping peace
fully in his bed in a corner Of the room
treasured her somewhat, and after tumul
tuous pause she began to undress. In few
minutes the young wife had slipped on her
nightdress and crept into her single bed
across the room from her husbands. ana
nearer the door. But she could not sleep
Every nerve in her body seemed to tingle
as she sat up. wide-eyed, watching the door
for the spectre which, she expected, would
presently appear with her baby.
The wind continued to howl about the
roof and each new sound sent an electric
thrill Of anticipation through her body
The sudden bawl of calf in the barn. the
kicking of the horses against their stalls,
the song of the crickets and night owls,
all filed her with vague dread Of what
was to come.
Twice there was the sound Of wheels
rolling along the gravel road outside the
house, and she Quivered in fear and trem-
bling. but they passed uneventfully on until
they died in the distance.
The clock struck ten. Each chime
sounded like the crash Of brass in the
silence. When the last reverberation had
died away she heard distinct, grating
noise, and sat bolt upright in bed
The noise came nearer. It was inside
the room.
With a numb feeling OF terror she sprang
out of bed. As her feet touched the floor
she saw a small object scurry through the
door, and with indescribable relief recog-