He was one of these spiritualism fellers, and as soon as it was noised around that he was comin', I knowed Doc would be the first man to go and the last to come away, and he was.

Thinks I, 'Let him go.

If Doc jines in with spiritualists, it will be better'n what he believes in now, and if he begins changin' religions, mebby I can keep him changin', and change him into a churchgoer." And so, jist to see what Doc was like to be, I coaxed ma to go, an' I went, too.

It wasn't near so sinful as I expected.
"The feller's name was Gilson, an' he was as pale as a picked chicken, but real common lookin', otherwise.

He was a right-down good talker and seemed real earnest.