At a seance the other evening the spiritualists were telling of their experiences with residents of other worlds. One man told of conversing with a ghost, another had dined with one. A woman declared she had shaken hands with a departed friend, and others followed suit until it seemed they had exhausted the list of possible activities with spirits.
“We have heard the testimonials of the circle,” said the medium, “but so far nobody has told of being in love with a ghost. Is there anyone here who has had that interesting experience? Has anyone ever loved a ghost?”
“I have, lady,” said an Irishman in the rear of the room.
“Step right up in front, I am sure everybody will be interested in your experience,” said the medium. “In all my life I’ve never heard of an instance of a human loving a ghost.”
“Hell!” sputtered the Irishman, “I thought you said a goat!”
Sissified Flirts
Our Hollywood and Universal City writer is very indignant this month. It appears he attended a movie ball in Los Angeles and was pestered by divan dearies, and so he shoots us a red-hot opinion of these sissies, together with some spicy gossip of the dressing rooms.
By RICHMOND