. Was Abraham Lincoln a spiritualist? : or, curious revelations from the life of a trance medium. s usual genial smile. In as fewwords as possible, knowing how precious was his time,we informed him of the cause of our unseasonable call,stating I had been summoned home by a telegram tell-ing me my father was dangerously ill. Looking atme with a quizzical smile, he said, But cannot ourfriends from the upper country tell you whether hisillness is likely to prove fatal or not ? I replied thatI had already consulted with our friends, and theyhad assured me that his treatment was wrong, andthat my p
. Was Abraham Lincoln a spiritualist? : or, curious revelations from the life of a trance medium. s usual genial smile. In as fewwords as possible, knowing how precious was his time,we informed him of the cause of our unseasonable call,stating I had been summoned home by a telegram tell-ing me my father was dangerously ill. Looking atme with a quizzical smile, he said, But cannot ourfriends from the upper country tell you whether hisillness is likely to prove fatal or not ? I replied thatI had already consulted with our friends, and theyhad assured me that his treatment was wrong, andthat my presence was needed to effect a cure. Turn-ing to my friend, he said laughingly, I didnt catchher, did I ? Then turning to me he said, I amsorry you cannot remain to witness the inauguration,as no doubt you wish. Indeed we would enjoy it,I replied, but the crowd will be so great we will notbe able to see you, Mr. Lincoln, even if we remain. You could not help it, he answered, drawing histall figure to its full height, and glancing at my friendin an amused way, I shall be the tallest man • Then turning to me he said, I am sorry you cannot remain to witnessthe inauguration, as no doubt you wish. Indeed we would enjoy it, Ireplied, but the crowd will be so great we will not be able to see you, MrLincoln, even if we remain. You could not help it, he answered, drawinghis tall figure to its full height, and glancing at my friend in an amused way,I shall be the tallest man there. —Page 180. UNTIL MY WORK IS DONE. 181 That is true, my friend responded, in everysense of the word. He nodded pleasantly at thecompliment, and then turning to me remarked, Butwhat do our friends say of us now ? What theypredicted for you, Mr. Lincoln, has come to pass,I answered, and you are to be inaugurated thesecond time. He nodded his head and I continued, But they also re-affirm that the shadow they havespoken of still hangs over you. He turned half im-patiently away and said, Yes, I know. I h
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