Lenderman's adventures among the spiritualists and free-lovers; . ous channel, as though it brought to mind unpleasantreminiscences of the past. Another character was anunshaved bison from the backwoods, who prided him-self on being a perfectly illiterate but natural philoso-pher—a hairy, skinny, wrinkled, and bold champion ofFree-Love. If the ladies wanted something natural,unsophisticated, here they had it—the pure ore. Another portrait in this group of illustrious reformerswas that of a round and bald-headed, short-necked,sandy-whiskered, white eyebrowed, and thick-set littleman, who brough
Lenderman's adventures among the spiritualists and free-lovers; . ous channel, as though it brought to mind unpleasantreminiscences of the past. Another character was anunshaved bison from the backwoods, who prided him-self on being a perfectly illiterate but natural philoso-pher—a hairy, skinny, wrinkled, and bold champion ofFree-Love. If the ladies wanted something natural,unsophisticated, here they had it—the pure ore. Another portrait in this group of illustrious reformerswas that of a round and bald-headed, short-necked,sandy-whiskered, white eyebrowed, and thick-set littleman, who brought his wife (I suppose) and child tolearn the very agreeable intelligence that he did notconsider himself bound to continue his matrimonial re-lations with said wife any longer than chance shouldthrow some fairer one in his way (wrhich circumstance,it must be admitted, might possibly occur). His wife,however, seemed determined to get as much out of himas she could before his passional electricity should at-tract him to some other object: for between speaking. The Spiritualists and Fbek-Lovkbs. 23 and u tending baby/5 he was the busiest man in theroom. But when the chieftain of the Free-Lovers arose, theleader of the hosts of the hall , all other char-acters became imperceptible. He stood like an impreg-nable tower, tall, erect, his curious, inexplicable eyes,gleaming out from behind their shadings of dark hair,dark eyebrows, dark moustaches, and dark whiskers,like the eyes of a serpent, gleaming in the dark passageof its rocky cavern. His reasoning, to the superficialthinker, bore the semblance of truth. The music of those heavenly words, Liberty, Free-dom, and Love so threw its melody over his discourseas to drown the horrid discords of its principles. Thethinking hearer was left in doubt whether to considerhim an arch-hypocrite, or a very intelligent man, whosemind had been distorted by the visionary reveries ofSpiritualism. The audience was mixed, in the true sense of the
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