Part I: The black art Procure the remedy at once and be well Love and painting are quarrelsome companions Ties which death itself could not loose A palace for the Sun I thought nobody would be damaged much A lounging, listless madhouse My God! Is it possible? She really is a wonderful whistler No shadow of trickery A craving for light Part II: Philosophical instruments The message department A big head full of ideas Chair and all Did you ever dream of some lost friend? War against wrong Whose bones lie bleaching Part III: Humbugged All is gone and nothing saved A favorite haunt of apparitions The spirits do not like a throng The tenderest sympathies of human nature Weep, weep, my eyes Are you a spiritualist in any degree? An old, moth-eaten cloak By supernatural means Figura vaporosa They paid their money, and they had their choice Those mortals gifted with the power of seeing Part IV: Image and afterlife Calm assurance of a happy future The Mumler process
