Her husband had passed on, and the new widow was so distraught that she sought out a spiritualist who told her that her husband was just fine. She added further that he was eagerly awaiting a reunion with her. “Is there anything he needs?” the distraught woman asked, between tears. The spiritualist went into a transient state, then replied, “He says he’d love a package of cigarettes.” “I’ll send a carton immediately,” the woman said joyfully. “But did he say where I should send them?” “No,” replied the Seer somberly. “But he didn’t ask for matches.”
