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The Medium andHi. LowEDWARD LEVINElt;€. tilt. Wester a if ewe** per•1lUtlhi«iwtkinnim!mhlt;eatvea•uinioumi'8ay, Mllly, you remember that rich old sucker I wm apeaklnc to you about 7” asked Harper. “Been ha vinesittings with the states, you ’member, J jj for three weeks on aod off. Crafty oldboy. 8wallows everything, but won’tglee Ms name. Hays the spirits will j hare to tell him who be Is before he’s sura Well, he’s coming to our seance tomorrow night.“Yea rwimlsr my telling you about him, Wily. Ha’s got the kale, and wa*re going to trim him. I’ve brought him to the point where he’s will! to endow a college for peychlcsl —arch. If we’ll tell him who he is.That don’t bother me none. We tT eng get around that. I followed him hama yesterday, and the rest's goingto he simple. Well, he’s looking for his daughter. Bure you remember, Killy. The girl left hie home years ago—went to the bed or something, and he’s been hunting for her ever Knee. Blames himself. He’s sorry. |01 Ten know tho typo. Soft. Pulpy, j ft Like e sponge. Wow, how we’ll jsqueeze Mm!’Tou’ll be the daughter in Summer* land, of course, and yon'll materialisein the dim religious light. I’ll keep the old muslc box going pretty loud so as to help out. Gee, there ought to b« a mint of Jack in It for u§!” iHarper and MUly had been assoc-! bt lated for three years In their fake ■ p medium game. louring that periodthey had been partners In many cities. They had been exposed, moved on, arrested scores of times, but they had .1 i done well out of It. 11hThis, however, promised to be a mrecord killing. The old man’s Identitywould be revealed shortly, when Harper prosecuted his Inquiries, and j _ he had as good as promised that dona-1 tlon of ten thousand dollars to the re Imaginary college. Harper and Milly cd I were in high spirits the following h(i evening. fjbI: One by one the guests drifted In.j It was an ordinary back parlor, with a | cabinet placed against the folding doors. Within the cabinet sat MUly, ^j dressed in white, ready to go Into a artrance j TiLast of all cat* In the old man.He took his seat In a shadowy corner ■ of the room. Harper sfppped to thecabinet and passed MUly the word.“Did you lamp the old gink?” lie1 asked. Looks tike ensv monev. You nl\ .‘ pliiy tho gnine him! we’ll sun* trim him tonight!’ Hi They sang “Shall \\v gather by the, river?’ They ceased. Out of the ilarkn* *s rame tin* taint t«*m s of the music-hex. ^*| “That’s Joey!” whlsp#red Harper. P°Well, J«*\v. how’s things?’* wlt;Oh. all right, all right!” came fitJoey’s volte. “Say, ho, there’ll b# Gf somethin* doin' tonight!” |“Dear Joey’s always a trifle vulgar, j He was a bartender In life, you knovr, jiI whispered a stout lady to h°r neigh-1 j0,! bor.The Queen of Sheba,” announcedHan*er jThe Queen of Sheba came out of tfie I Tj cabinet, floated rouud the room, lie- i be stowed her blessing, and disappeared M | again. iI After her camo Queen Tlctorla and Mary Queen of Scots, Lucrezla Borgia and Julius Caesar. These historical characters haring played their role, deceased friends of those present j ly1 materialized one by one. At length | Ch« Harper stepped up to the old gentle- j gjjj man.“Tour daughter's sent word she’s coming.” he whispered.With tremulous footsteps the old ^gentleman made his way to the front 1 Hi of the cabinet, and tried to recognize ■ _ the lineaments of the figure In front ;of him. tl”“fou—you’re dead, Esther?” ha'1 stammered.“I passed out fire years ago. whispered the figure.He clapped his hand to his breast. \\ “I’ll never forgive inyself, darling, Esther.’ he moaned.cowlIffItgoV*MiRcjCran\^Ohj tbat’a all right,hi it a rlt;Everything forgiven when one getsover here.”Are yon happy. Esther?”Yes, Dad. Do pea want me to tall your Miner* 'No, no!“Or how I used to rail you CharleyY* Bather, I believe. I believe. f wanted yoa bach — much, but yoti always were proud, f always usedto aap I’d rather tea you dead than 1! diahoaorad. ' oa always raa straight.dear gfrirTea, Dad. There was a sob In the voice. “Dad, listen! Don’t give ponr money to that college. The ■plrite doa’t want yoa to. Tho advice waa given Harper by thoughtleee •ptrlts. Olve ft to—to • home for fallen girls. I wBI, I will, Rather! e • e e e e eHarper fated Mllly after the sitting; Hvld with fary. Yoa—yoa——y,whatcher meanr ha stammered. “I mean I’m throagh with yea aad year snide trlcke, Harper, said Hilly calmly. “And fm going out o»w toIlook for
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Bradentown Evening Herald
Bradentown, Florida, US
Wed, Feb 14, 1923
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