This was taken from the Evening Tribune newspaper dated 9 Jan 1890.
It was published in 1890, but according to the article, it happened in 1873.
It's a long read, but it was well worth it to me. I was amazed at how detailed
the account was. I almost felt like I was right there with him as I was reading
this story.
I hope it's ok to post the whole article.

Good find; it was a very compelling read. I'm inclined to believe that apparitions of this sort, as the story-teller supposed, are of a reflective nature; that the beings within, and objects interacted with, are directly related to a certain event or point in time, and thusly are unable to make new actions or even be aware that they are seen. Not two miles from where I now type there is a place called Old Town Spring, which dates back to the 1830s. There are many tales of how our little township was once filled with the sort of vermin Wyatt Earp would later hunt, of ritual cannibalism from one of the local tribe (which I've never believed), and of course, ghosts. We have little tours, even; one stop is the shop for antiques, out of which (and I have heard this, be it a prank or hoax) some nights one can hear music, either from some odd music box or harpsichord, by the sound of it. A bar and grill in the same area, called Wunche, has the top floor sealed off, supposedly due to paranormal activity.
I would suppose that surviving places from those emotionally charged, violent days kept impressions of the people and events which took place therin, and would further suppose that the same could happen in nature. What draws these impression out for the layman to see, I can only wonder.

I had planned on doing a little research on Edward B. Payne, but I had something come up and I couldn't get on the pc. Whether the story is true or not, (of course, it would be *great* if it were true!) it was still a very good read and I wanted to share it

Waaaay to detailed and continuos account of a "spectral funeral".

IMO

judging from the list of people who have worked at the mag, the time it was written. id have to say this was for bathroom reading ^^


this would be like the mags at end of checkout isle. it just sounds to much like a corny camp fire story with waay to much detail.

How did he not recognize his own brother?