|Newspaper Title||Truth (Sydney)|
|Trove Title||An Australian Anarchist|
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(By A*. L. THOMAS.).
t Chapter XVIIL
the interrupted seance. The handsome young widow kept her ward. Next day Morton and Watson re ceived invitations, and a few evenings after found themselves' admitted to Madame Violini's studio, which was really the front room of a semi-detached villa in the ' Woollahra direction. T ho ; folding-, door, dividing this from a back parlor, had been removed, and in its place hung
They arrived late, and already the lights were turned down, showing that the ' per formance was about to begin,' as Watson prosaically put it. Though the room was crowded and the light dim, Morten's quick eye recognised teveral faces.. There was the Judge noted for his uiatter-of-fact' but severe domeauor towards the prisoner in tbe deck, and his withering contempt for tbe sentimental hysterics of the Divorce Court The self-sdvertising parson who, to keep his name before the public, would stand umpire at a prize-fight, or take the chair at a free-and-easy, was very much in evidence. The emotional ladies' doctor wae there too. A couple of spinsters, whoso charms had long passed the meridian, whispered loudly. At the far corner of the room set Sir William Samuels, attended by hie daughter and Mrs PurcelL These, with several business men old enough to knew better, end Civil servants high np in their departments, made what Watson pronounced 'a rather mixed company.' Though there was no master of cere monies, or chairman, or president to an] noiinco the order of business, yet, ae eoon Watson and Morton were Bested, a hush proclaimed that proceedings bad begun. The lights were turned still lower, ana the company . joined hands and commenced te . sing a popular hymn. All eyes were directed, to a center of the inner room, in which could be barely distinguished what was termed the 'cabinet.' In this the medium was seated. When the singing ceased, there was a hush ef expectation. Then an old lady cried, ' Ha ! Georgia is earning.' In the darkened room appeared the apparition of ,an old maid dressed in a Sootph plaid and a Tarn o' Shanter cap, a voice was heard to explain in tbe Low land dialect: ' Leddies and gontlemen, guid nicht.' The regular patrons of the establish ment could be distinguished iff tbeir air of. triumph, ^ ..as they, tuyned to the newi comers,' and* the shake' 6f the h'ekd, which meant fT told you ea.' Morton merely smiled, and when Watson asked him his ''opinion of the proceedings, muttered : ' Very poor ! Tbe whole thing can he dene with the camera, a fheet and a little ventriloquisms Madame must have a Sootch or Irish assistant, far she is a foreigner, and no foreigner, or Englishman : for that matter, could not pronounce 'nicht ' in that way. These spiritaalistic amateurs have no originality. When I was in New castle-on-Tyne, I visited one of these seanoes, and this Georgia was trotted oct. Therefore two ether figaros to come, a lady, and a dark-skinned spook called Cissie.' In ten seconds his prediction waB verified. The form of a tall lady next came forth. Dress and appearance proclaimed her to be Frenoh. Perhaps that was why the company spats of heras Josephine. She advanced welt: into the middle ef thereem, and after bowing to the conq pauy retreated.; Before getting back to the cabinet sue said in a scarcely audible voice : ' 1 hope the two dubioiiB young gentle men who are here this evening for the first timo ate satisfied.' Dark as the room was Morton and Wat son clearly felt that all eyes were directed towards them. 'Bah j ' whispered Morton* 'compered