Glimpses Of The Next State.Pdf - Spiritualists' National Union

THURSDAY EVENING, JULY 16, 1891.261We have a very strange company this evening—persons of all classes. They are not aware theyhave made the change.—E VA.S.: I’ll be d——d if I won’t have that hog. You are a liar! The hog isn’t yours.Mr. B.: Did you raise him?S.: No; but the hog is mine all the same.Mr. B.: How does he come to be yours?S.: Because I bought him.Mr. B.: Did you pay the money for him?S.: I don’t know as that’s any of your business. If I bought him, I bought him.Mr. B.: Sometimes people buy things and don’t pay for them.S.: I don’t want any insinuations of that character at all. I bought that hog, and I’ll bed——d if I am not going to have that hog.Mr. B.: If he is yours, you ought to have him.S.: It’s my hog, and he’ll find out that two can shoot.Mr. B.: Sometimes only one has a chance to shoot.S.: He’s gone away with it. I’ll be even with him; my blood is up.S. No. 2: It seems very strange—no one under the sun will do anything I ask them.Mrs. B.: What do you want done?S.: I want the carriage and I want the horses at the door; I want to go out. It is verystrange how many times I have rung for that carriage.Mrs. B.: Perhaps the bell is out of order.S.: There must be something done. I can’t endure this any longer.Tom: What will you do?S.: What business is it to you? You please step away—get away from here as soon aspossible.Tom: Why, no; I am not going to get away. I rather like the looks of you, and I want to talkto you.S.: I don’t wish anything from you.Tom: Well, I do from you.S.: What impertinence!Tom: What’s the matter with you? You needn’t get on your high heels now.S.: Leave my house! What business have you here, you vagabond?Tom: I am no vagabond.S.: You are an impudent man.Tom: Why, no; I am not any more impudent than you are.S.: I don’t wish anything more from you, sir. Just depart.Tom: I am not a bit afraid of you. It doesn’t make any difference if you are rich; you willfind you can’t take your money with you when you die. It won’t do you any good at all; so you hadbetter do what good with it you can now, because if you don’t you will be real sorry.S.: Such impudence!Tom: My gracious sakes! you are shocked, aren’t you? It does people good sometimes to beshocked. You are not any better than anybody else. I wouldn’t put on so many airs.S.: Who gave you the authority to come and talk to me so?Tom: Don’t you know what your grandmother did? I do.S.: Will you leave this house, sir?Tom: I wouldn’t put on so many airs; I would think what my grandmother did. I knowwhat your name is. You want them to call you Blanche, but that isn’t your name.S.: That’s none of your business, sir.Tom: Your name is Bridget.S.: You get right away from here.Tom: Bill says your name is Bridget. Say, you remember Bill, don’t you?