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Title: Was Abraham Lincoln a spiritualist?
Year: 1891 (1890s)
Authors: Maynard, Nettie Colburn, 1841-1892
Subjects: Lincoln, Abraham, 1809-1865 Spiritualism
Publisher: Philadelphia, R. C. Hartranft
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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nformed them ofhis desire to adopt us as such, and also a young ladywhom I have before mentioned, a Miss Anna Betts, ofAlbany, New York. It was during the period ofwhich I speak, the winter of 1863-1864, that we hadoccasion to send Mr. Norris a telegram to the AstorHouse, New York. Not being accustomed to writingmessages of this sort, we sought Mr. Somes, askinghis aid in the matter. We were gathered around thetable in their pleasant sitting-room. Mrs. Somes wasengaged in some needle work, and Mr. Somes readingthe evening paper. It was seven oclock, and wemust get the message in the office by eight. He ex-plained our difficulty to Mr. Somes, who readily laidaside his paper and taking a telegraph blank andpencil, again seated himself and prepared to writewhat we desired. We told him the idea we wishedto convey, and he at once comprehended our wishes.But the minutes flew by and he did not write. Aquarter past seven came and went. We lookedwonderingly at him, when Mrs. Somes remarked, as
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GENERAL WILLIAM NORRIS.From photograph from life, presented by him to Mrs. N. C. Maynard. 1863. A STRANGE INCIDENT. 137 she saw a look of suppressed mirth in his face: Why, Daniel, what is the matter ? I never sawyou wanting in words before. Shaking with silentlaughter (he never laughed aloud in my hearing), heasked, as soon as he could recover himself, Whatdo you suppose is running through my mind ? Inever had anything puzzle me so in my life. Ofcourse we could not tell him his thoughts, and withhis lips twitching with mirth at the absurdity of thesituation, he said, As truly as I sit here, the onlywords I can form in my mind are the old nurserylines— Who killed Cock Robin V Our amazementmay be imagined by those who have met this quietand dignified gentleman. We talked for some moments regarding the matter.He explained that he had vainly tried to put intowords what we desired to say in the dispatch; sayingthat every time he attempted to concentrate histhoughts upon the subject his

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