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Spiritualism in Cromwell.

When ons comes to consider the many substantial and not unpretentious-looking hostelries with which Cromwell is adorned, he can have no doubt of the existence of bona fids spiritual mediums amidst its inhabitants ; and, although ill-natured critics might be prone to think our observations verge slightly on the ironical in thus preluding so grove a subject as that of summoning " spirits from the vasty deep," we beg to assure them that we have no such intention. That mediums—or meejums, as our friend " Josh Billings," of mirth-pro-voking memory, hath it—are in our midst, and that a mime (as the phrase runs) was conducted the other night in our doughty little town by one of these distinguished and specially selected artistes, popularly yclept " mediums," are certainties. We regret the non-übiquity of cur reporter, who, unlike Sir Boyle Roche's Bird, cannot be " muchly in two places at the stme time," and we are therefore unable to state what actually transpired on that portentous occasion. We, however, attempt to supply our laches in this respect by presenting our readers with a chapter from the inimitable "Josh" bearing on an occurrence similar to that of which we write, and trust it will produce condonement of any seeming inattention on our part. Hear " Josh " discourse :

FOR A FU MIXNITX AM UNO THE SPEERITS.

J Bi invitashun i had the happiness tew atj tend a .speerit cirkle in the good old town of I Billingsville last week. A long-haired feller |hi the name of Professor M'Guire, with a j face that looked like a sucked lemon, waz the ! midwife ov the okasion. It seemed that a Mister Bloodgood wanted a dispatch from a Miss Jerusha Perkins, who, he claimed, was in the Speerit Land. After the kandel was subdued, and strikfc silence ensued, some ov the alfiredest thumps took plase on the table. Mi hair begin tew stan up, and i wished i waz qut ov the consarn ; but after taking an | akount ov stock, i cum tew the inference that j i couM Knock the spots oph from the whole j bileing ov them if it cum to actooal bizzness. j I agreed tew set still and see the whole sport. In a fu space ov time M'Gtrre begin tew | git news from Jerusha, which he ced waz I official, and was in the shape ov a letter, and he wud translate it az foll.ers : " May 20th, Speerit Laxd, 184 G. "Dear Sidney AagusUi Bloodgood, —Having a fu spare time tew devote terestial things, i take mi pen in hand tew rite yu a fu lines. I am well, and hope theze fu lines will find yu enjoying the same blessin. I hav jist returned from the Garden ov Eden, whare i hav bin with Dave Sturgiss, who waz killed : at the Battell ov Gettisburg, bi gitting choked ; with a pease ov hard tak. The weather iz : fine, and thare iz every prospeck ov krops. ! I never see the potatera hike finer. Dri goods iz cheap here : yu can buy good factory cotcin cloth, yard wide, for 11 cents a yard, and hav thred thrown in. I see the Widder Bostwick j yesterday. She looks az starched up az ever. ' " Would yu beleaf it, dear Augustus, that; ugly Miss Snubdin iz here ! How yu used tu j hate her ! Yu know yu used tew say that I she would go tew that other Land ov Speerits. j Let me hear from yu oftin, thru the dear M'Guire. Me and another speerit bi the name ov Julia roost on the same Celestial Tree, and we oftin talk over the fellers we used tu Jcno, and yu kan bet high, dear Augustus, that yu are the one i brag on. Don't let any ov them terestial mortals fool yu with their luv, for Jerusha's essence has no affinitee but for her corporeal Jewell, Augustus Sidney Bloodgood." At this junkter thare were 6 raps on the tabol, about az fast and loud az tho thare waz playing kards and sumboddy bein cukcred ; then awl waz still, and the kandels waz lit, and evryboddy sat in awe and amazement. The sircle broke up immejiately, and i passed out with mi friend, who asked me what I thought ov speerit manifestashuns now.. I told him i thought if evrything waz on tho square, that Bloodgood had a ded sure thing oa Jeraali.

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Cromwell Argus, Volume 2, Issue 86, 4 July 1871, Page 7

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Spiritualism in Cromwell. Cromwell Argus, Volume 2, Issue 86, 4 July 1871, Page 7

Spiritualism in Cromwell. Cromwell Argus, Volume 2, Issue 86, 4 July 1871, Page 7

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