Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, September 20, 1902, Page 9, Image 9
THE OMAHA DAILY 11EE: SATURDAY, SETT KMHEll 120, 1002. The Disembodied Spirit By CYRUS TOWN SEND BRADY. Author of "Hnhensollern," "The Qulbernn Touch." "For Love of Country," "For the Freedom of the Sea," "Colonial Fights and Fighters," Etc. (Copyright, 1902, by Cyru Townsend Brady.) Common sense hard, practical common senss is a great and Important factor In lata world s concerns. I am not a com-xnon-sense person myself though Geraldlne will tell you t am a man of uncommon ens but It Is to common-senae people that I address myself people who ssy. If thy aver so far forget themselves as to read "Rappacclnl'a Daughter," for Instance, or that other story by ths gifted son of his gifted father, which hides Its weird fascination under the native of Archibald Malmalson, and you ask them If they like the atorles "Oh, of course not; I never heard of ouch improbable things. Why, bow Is It possible for a man" etc. it Is ta these people I write. I live In the enterprising western city of Kalamantl. As myjamlly and Geraldlne's .family have lived there many years, we are . . i 1 well known, ana any or my osnuuun, among whom are a Judge of the district court, retired major general of the army, a United Btatee senator and other persons ,of undoubted veracity, can affirm the truth of the strange Incidents, of which I am the principal subject. Oeraldlne will say that this is not the only case In which 1 am tha principal aubject royally assuming for tha once but I digress. Oeraldlne says 1 always take too much time In getting at tha point of the story and, as Oeraldlne la the only critic of whom I am afraid, here goes: - I, James Henry Rettew. commonly called t Harry, was about 26 years old in the year , of our Lord, 1901. I was a sleepy and (peo ple aay) a dreamy, abstracted young man. Oeraldlne thlnka I am handsome. She is alone In her- belief unless I agree with her In this as In most things. I was pos sessed of a little fortune and was a well informed young man of studious bent, hav ing read largely In a rather desultory way. My favorite atudy was the aplritual essence, or soul of man, especially my own. It Is a thing, I believe, most people have though Oeraldlne saya you have to take It on faith In the case of a great many peo pie. What was It? Where was ItT This pervading vital force within meT How did Jit exist within my body? What, kept it there? Was death the reeult of a dlsas socletlon of the twoT Waa no man capa ble of over separating the one from the 'other? These are but a sample of the aoeoulatlona In which I Indulged. And I dually found myself In the way of solving some of these problems at last. Kummag- Ins- la the library of a deceased philosopher I name across a treatise on this very sub ject by a sage of ancient times, the learned Egyptian Archldecbus. No, ou will not find his name In the encyclopedias. I have nuraoael altered It. leat anyone should search for the pamphlet and finding It, be nAmi as I was but I anticipate, I seised upon the old moth-eaten parchment vol una with avidity. Thla rare I do not think there was an viher copy lu aUUace expect the ess I read and wonderful book treated of the spirit or essence of life as distinguished from the gross and visible body; the writer held that' It was possible to separate the ona frem tha other. In other words, accord Ing to Archldechus, the spirit might leave the body and return to It at pleasure; in fact, tha writer knew of such a case and cited It; he also gave minute directions tor rromnllahlas thla wonderful feat. I ahall not reveal them to you, nor to Oeraldlne, thaut-h that la the only secret I do not share with her, so beware how you con Ode in mejr .r t. .. Of course the thing was ridiculous, no such separation was possible, so I rea aoned.' There were the directions, how everthey fascinate me. I was always an Imaginative fellow and a great tryer of all sorts of strange experiments, why should I not try this one? I confided my Intentions to no one, not even Oeraldlne. I locked myself up In my room and de voured the old book. Great stress was laid upon the faith necessary and the con dition of the mind. It waa stated that any violent emotion might be of great assistance at the final moment of shall I call It dis solution? Now 1 was at peace with all the world except John Haverford. Hsverford was In love with Oeraldlne Holablrd, but as I felt sura of her affection I waa not able to get up aay violent Jealousy on his ac count. Oeraldlne has since told me If she had known I felt so confident of her af fection she would neve supplied me with several emotions on that score of an ex ceedingly violent nature. I don't believe it. However, I complied with the other di rections and I even contrived to assume a reasonable amount of faith, but I could not quits manage the separation. I could ap parently concentrate my vital force on one spot, for Instance, but exert myself as I would I could not break the tie. The Idea possessed me, I could think of nothing else. Oeraldlne says I was the most Intensely unsatisfactory lover at this time that one could imagine, and that she bad serious thoughts of giving me up for John Haver ford. Our love, which was a secret affair and none the less sweet for that, by the way waa violently opposed by the beads of both lour housea, there being some grudgt be 'tween them. Although I was devoted to her and she to me, as I now know, though I did not at the time, yet I had never dared . to take more of a lover's privilege than a respectful salute upon her hand. Oeraldlne waa a tall and extremely dignified girl, and how she ever came to meet me clan destinely and write me those little notes I have them yet I don't know. She saya she doesn't either. ' But to come back to my experiment My want of complete success preyed upon me. I grew thin, lost my appetite, could think of nothing but that. This, I Imagine, waa one of the reasons for my final sue csss. Gsraldioe saya I ought cot to have said that, as It will spoil tha denoument. However, It Is too late now. One afternoon more than usually discouraged at my re 'posted failure, when I, waa about to con alga tha volume to the tire as a false prophet, my sister, who acted as our Mer cury, threw s note info my room from Oer aldlne. I opened it, I must confess, rather listlessly. Good heavens! Her father had discovered my last letter, he was furiously angry wore she should marry John Haverford and she waa now locked in her own room; would recognise it by the white ribbon hanging on the window sill and I must do somsthlng soon, for her father was ter ribly sngry and she loved me and me only, her own Harry and you know the rest! (Oeraldlne protests against these unflat tering allusions to her notes ) What happened a moment after, or how it rapprntd. I am not prepared to state. One thlpg I do know, I found myself In the street and without a thought of how I came there, waa hurrying toward Oeraldlos'a house. With reckless speed I ran headlong full tilt Into a lady cf my acquaintance. The con cuiaica nearly atunned me. What was my surprise aa I hastily took off my hst to apol ogise tor my carelessness to see the young lsdy ca'my walk past me, apparently un conscious ot say presence and giving no evl ; desce of having been In collision with ros! This rather astonished me. but GeralJlne was se much la aay mind that I dismissed It aad hasttned on. It was not fsr to her fcouss, and sure enough, there wis a whits I ribbon fluttering from the window I knew to be hers. In my reckless desire to do something for her I opened the gste and walked Into the yard; that Is, I found myself there and ot course could have come no other way. I am not much of an athlete and could not have Jumped the fence. These reflections did not r at the time, but the next thing which happened did astonish me. While I waa standing there In the walk, wondering i . u i ,v .he (rout door opened and old Mr. Ho.abird came out. His face waa red with anger and he was armed with a thick club, presumably for me. Now, I am not a very brave man though Oeraldlne thinks me a perfect hero and I confess I trembled. However, I walked up to him and tald, "Mr. Holablrd, your (laughter " He absolutely did not see me, and as he parsed me, with excess of courage I laid my hand upon his arm, but he took no more heed of that than of my voice. What could have been the matter? I began to feel a little alarmed, and gave myself a good pinch to see If I were awake. the usual recourse of people in a like situ ation Oeraldlne aays that no one ever was In a like situation before. I certainly was awake for the pinch hurt me. Marvelling more and more I decided to go Into the house. The old gentleman was my most dangerous opponent and with him out ot the way I felt I could brave the rest of the household. It I could get at Geraldlne I hoped to persuade her to fly with me, and I did not doubt once we were safely married her father would forgive us, or If he would not, I should not greatly care, so long as I could have Oeraldlne. Thinking thus I wslked up to the door and, placing my hand on the bell, gave It a good strong pull. The little silver-plated handle did not move an inch. I rubbed my eyea and tried It once more no effect! I then sat down to consider. Waa all the world bewitched? I racked my brain until the door opened and one of the children ran out. She came over to the chair I sat in and dropped Into my lap. I got out of the chair In a second. Just how I could not say. I am not over fond of children ot that age. Why, Jennie," I cried somewhat indig nantly, "what do you mean by Jumping on my lap In this unceremonious manner? Where is Geraldlne? Oo tell her I want to see her at onco." I was getting angry, but would you be lieve It, that child went on playing with her doll and completely Ignored me! It was too much. I wondered if the whole town were In a conspiracy to drive me craxy. In despair I resolved to see Oer aldlne at once and at the risk of being shot for a burglar I turned to the door ths little girl bad fortunately left open and walked In. As I entered the hall my foot slipped on the marble tiling and I fell heavily against an exquisite bisque bead standing on the newol post. When I picked myself up. sufficiently sore from my tall to be con vinced that It was a real one, the bisque figurehead was standing aafely and smiling at me It waa a laughing head In a way 1 conceived to be particularly exasperating. I waa ao excited by this time that I struck it a furious blow with my fist, snd still thst Infernal head stood and grinned at me! It I did not see Oeraldlne soon I felt that I would go mad, ao I marched upstairs until I cams to ths door of her room. 1 knocked gently on the door there was no sound. I tried the handle, with the same lllsuccess as before. This waa the last straw. I confess that I stood at that door and shouted and screamed and kicked it- pounded on it until I sank exhausted on the floor and still no thought of my real con dition entered my head. It happened In my present position that my eyes were Just on a level with the key hole. I peeped In. There was Geraldlne. I could see ber plainly and In another mo ment I saw her take a letter from her pocket, kiss It passionately and burst Into a storm ot sobs and tears. I was so wrought up by this time that in spite ot my fatigue I Jumped to my feet and in an other second I found myself by her side. She wss clad in some soft white wrapper, ber hair all unbound, and was kneeling with her face in her arms on a chair. I was Inexpressibly touched by her heart broken attitude. I bad never been anything but a very formal lover aa I said before; however, I thought the circumstances might warrant me in waiving a little ceremony especially aa she evidently needed a comforter aadly, so I walked quickly over to her and laid my hand on her shoulder. "Gsraldlae." I said. "My darling, I am w you speak to me?" There was no answer and no Intermit to the sobs snd tears she wss pouring ou my letter. I thought this wss pushing anynest to a auuauce. ana i nia never sus- pected her of being shy. However, as she made no objection to my hand being on her shoulder, I tnougal mat was a good sign, and I knelt down beside her and slipped my arm around ber neck and said: "Geraldlne, dearest do not cry ao courage it will be all right. " Pause. "Won't you apeak to me? Pleass, please. Just look at me!" Longer pause "Csraldlne!" 1 shouted savagely, "look at me at ones or I'll leave you for ever!" No moveneatl What did It mesa? 1 "THE FAMILIES, THE SERVANTS, EVERYONE, CAME RUNNINO IN." ' . , ' ' )' rose and dropped Into a chair, remarking: "I'll sit here and look at you till you do get up and say something to me; It your father comes In here end kills me!" So I wslted and watched her. Presently she raised her beautiful eyes, red with weeping, fixed them straight on me an1 witllout the slightest sign of recognition, not even the fear that would have filled them had I been a stranger. What could be the matter? I rushed over to the long swinging mir ror In the corner determined to look at myself and see what was wrong. I stood directly In front of the glass and glanced at Its bright surface to make a last ef fort to solve the mystery. Reader, I will solemnly assert that when I looked In that mirror, expecting to see myself, I was not tberel There was nothing reflected there but the room and contents and Oeraldlne be yond, completely oblivious ot me. She had taken a small picture of me she had and waa alternately looking at it and pressing It to her heart. This evidence of an af fection for me which I did not think ahe entertained, was certainly very gratifying and at any other moment would have tilled me with happiness, but in the light ot the fact that I was not there, where I felt my self to be, I waa too borrorstruck for any thing else. I stood mechanically glaring at Geraldlne, and the glass which did not reflect me, and at myself. I could see myself with my own eyes perfectly, hear my own voice dis tinctly, or touch myself with my own hands, In fact, I could see and feel as well aa ever. I resolved to make one more effort. "Oeraldlne," I said softly. "Oeraldlne," louder. "Geraldlne!" In a perfect scream. "I am going to kiss you this moment!" She was lying back In a large chair, her hands listlessly crossed in her lap and her eyes closed. I walked firmly over to her, hesitated a second, and then bent over and kissed her upon the lips. She says now It waa very ungenerous of me to have taken advantage of her, but I submit that I bad given every possible warning of my In tentions and besides I was wrought up to such a pitch by the events of the afternoon I scarcely knew what I did; so I kissed her again and again, and this did really have some effect upon her. At first she blushed a warm, beautiful crimson, and as I kissed ber a second and a third time, she started, raised her head, opened her eyes with s little scream, and said: "O, I must lave fallen asleep and dreamed he was here. r I suddenly felt a kiss. It seemed. O. Harry. Harrv. why do you not come and help your girl?" And her head sank back In the chair, and teara came again into her eyea. "O, Harry, why are you not here?" I waa nearly frantic by this time. "Geraldlne," I said, "I am here. I dIJ kiss you, really and truly, a moment ago." But she paid no attention, and even while I was speaking kept up her little agonised appeal for me to come and heln her. I rushed to the window, leaped out on the porch. Jumped recklessly to the ground. dashed right Into the arms of Mr. Holablrd, ran tnrough the streets to my own house, burst into the house, tore up the stairs to my room, and aaw what? Myself, calmy and composedly lying back In the chair, with Geraldlne's letter In my hand! Thla waa too awful. I sank down In the other chair, and as I did ao my eyes fell upon the. volume ot the learned Arch, idechus. The mystery was solved! There In the other chair waa my phytic! body', and in this one I sat, a disembodied spirit! The explanation was so simple and evi dent It brought great relief to me. Every thing was explained. Of course no look ing glass could reflect the spirit of a man; no one could feel him or It or hear him or aee him; of course, he could not open doors or strike people or lift anything, thougb, to be sure, no door could prove a barrier to auch an ethereal immaterial en tity as a disembodied spirit. Thst accounted for my finding myself In Geraldlne's room In spite of the locked aoor, tor me cnua sitting down on tnv lap, lor me Disque head smiling at my buffet, for Geraldlne's Ignorance of my I prfgence. As to the kiss well, love was j ,h. highest and noblest sensstlon. love aurh as we felt for each other, and aa nearly a Bpiruual ethereal feeling as any human i one eoux be. so when I kissed her her ! spiritual being bad responded to mine. This explanation fell easily In with the res, As fur ss I was concerned I was, to put it plainly and simply, only my feelings and sencations. I was a wandering sensation, Doubtless my spirit took the same form aa my visible body, but it was a thing ao utterly Immaterial aa to be absolutely In- visible to tne bumaa eye. I could talk,! walk, aee and bear because I had all my sensations w ith me, ths guiding enencs of my cram, too; nut, reaJiy, my voles, fori 1 1 ; 1 1 1 1 1 j ; 1 . 1 tin vj r ?.A..-7rrv ;,-v .v t 1 , vrvuFMir . Instance, was not audible, because when I opened my spiritual mouth It was only ; with the sensstlon of speaking, and no real 1 sound waa made; or, to put another expla nation before you, my voice had become re fined In proportion with the rest of me snd was pitched In such a sound wave sa the human ear was not capable of receiv ing and concentrating. At that moment this seemed very Inter esting to me snd I settled myself com fortably back In my chair and laughed long and loudly. Of course, I could go back i Into my own body at any time and matters would straighten themselves out st once. I sat speculatively contemplating my body. It was an Interesting moment. My bedy wss Fitting In the cbalr In ex actly the same position I had been when I l'ft It, or father, I shout) ssy, we had been when I left It. I bent over and touched It or him. He left warm and natural, but not ss If SEieep. There was no beating of the heart, no rise or fall of the breast hs In bnatlilng; the eyes were open and fixed, but not glassy; the Joints apparently flexible, though, ot course, I could not have moved one to aee In short, my body presented every appearance of auspended animation. I resolved not to try to get back Into my body Just at present and waa still sitting there wondering about my double aelf when the door opened and my sister, the one who brought the letter, came in; she was my favorite, and we were great friends. She glanced at me, and, supposing I was asleep, drew a chair over to the w indow and waited for me to awake'n. The Are was burning brightly In the grate and, as ill-luck would have It, a bright lit tle coal sprang out and fell on my lap that Is, the lap of my bodjr. It seems that there was yet some sort of a connection be tween us, because while the coal burnt Into the leg of my body It was I who felt the sen sations. I rushed over to myself and at tempted to brush It off. Of course I could not. . The pain was really unbearable and, forgetting my state, I called to Mary, my sister; of course she did not hear me! This was a worse dilemma than before. I de cldcd at once to resume my proper condl tlon, when, horror of horrors, I found that I did not know how. It was true I had been so constantly oc cupled In endeavoring to get out of myself as It were, that I had completely omitted to learn the way to get In! Thla was worse than anything previous. I forgot all about the glowing coal which was still burning me, In the dreadful possibility which rose before me. Suppose they should bury me, wou'd I suffer the pangs of suffocation for ever, or at least until my body resolved Itself Into Its primordial elements? I knew. of course, my spirit would never die, and if my bedy did turn, to dust, would my spirit go with those of other departed beings as the bible teaches us, or would the fact that I had taken my spirit In my own hands, as It were, condemn me to wander forever In my present state? I certainly felt my spiritual hair turn gray. What would besstna of Geraldlne? Wcu'd I ever see her again or would ahe ever see me? Would she at last forget me and marry some one else and force me to stand powerless looking on? I ground my cplrltual teeth In rage and anger and clenched my spiritual hands and swore but what was the use of swearing? I could not do anything. I waa too utterly ethereal, too entirely disembodied to even hsunt anyone too epbemereal tor a ghost even! Oh, bor- rcr! I thought my brain would give way. I thought of everything I could recall to help me out. I bad dabbled a little In hypnotism and had experimented surreptitiously on vsrl ous members of my family, principally my sister Mary, and. with some effect. Now, hypnotism is the controlling of one will by another. This will Is an es.ieotlal attribute of the spirit; there la nothing grcaa about It. It is true that the weakest am most physically Imperfect specimens cf this two fold race of our sometimes possess the most powerful wills; plainly, then, body, physically considered, bad nothing to do with thla will power which la the secret of! hypnotic force. Apparently I had my will power Iq better shape for use than at' any omer urns in my corporate Doay. i naa tt separated, under command and could con- centrate It more easily and advantageously, I would try It. I got up, made the usual passes and or- j dered Mar? to come and throw that coal , off my leg. She did so at ence. I was de- lighted. She stood abashed and silent ths presencs of the (to her) hidden force ; controlling her. It flashed upon ma In sn ! Instant I could causa her to open the Vol- ume of Archldechus snd turn ths pagea for me. Joy' No sooner said than done. i I sat beside her snd willed her to do as i I directed. I hastily made her turn to the part which treated of the resumption of the relationship. A new disappointment awaited me Urn lesrned the Individual in Archldechus slate. 1 that the case he studied had never assumed his normal condition and that the means of doing so were entirely unknown to him. That took away my last hope. Mechanically I released Mary from the Influence and then waited to tee what she would do. Her glance fell upon me and she looked st me wonderlngly. "Why." she said, "how long Hsrry sleeps!" She pouched hlra on the shoulder. "Harry! Harry!" and then she looked In his face and screamed. The family, the servants, everyone, came running In. They filled my little room, and after narrowly escaping being crushed to death by our fat cook, who hysterically sank back In the chair In which I was sit ting, I wslked over to the corner of the room and malted. They picked him up and laid him on the bed and tried all the simple remedies they knew to revive him. One poured brandy down my physical throat- Imagine the sensation In my spiritual one another chafed my hands; one wetted a towel and struck me repeatedly with It; the old-fashioned feather was held under my physical nose imagine my spiritual sensation a thousand times Intensified and Judge what I suffered. I wished they would go away and bury me decently and let me alone; it was too much to endure quietly. I tried to hypno tize the whole lot, but unavallingly. Finally the futility of their efforts dawned upon them and they sat down to wait while one went for a doctor. Doctor! I thought contemptuously what could be do unless Indeed they might find a stray spiritualist who could fulfill bis promises and perhaps summon my spirit back Into its earthly shell. Sure, never had I aeemed so sweet to myself. If I ever got back to myself again I made a sol emn vow never to leave myself on any pre text. Presently the door opened and my father came In. My mother was long since dead; the old gentleman was almost heartbroken; he sat down beside me and took my phys ical hand. I would have given worlds to comfort him. Different members of the family stood around the room talking In low hushed whispers ot the dreadful fate that had befallen me, exchanging reminis cences about me, extolling me for many virtues I never possessed. There was some consolation In hearing what a noble fel low I was. I have not heard It before nor have I heard It since except from Oeral dlne. Finally the door opened and the doctor entered; he could do nothing what ever, as I had foreseen he actually pro nounced me dead and a few hours later I found myself neatly laid in a coffin In the parlor that is my physical body was. I took the most comfortable chair, when no one else wanted It, ot course, and waited for further developmenta. This was growing Interesting and I had become somewhat resigned to the hopelessness of my situation. I noted several curious facts. After a while I got very sleepy. Intensely so, and lay back in my chair and closed my eyes and tried to sleep. It was no use, I could not. And yet I never so longed to go to sleep in, my life. The fact was spirit could not sleep, and it waa my body there In the coffin which felt sleepy but I must suffer for it. It was the same way with hunger. I waa hungry, I actually got so desperate as to go out in the pantry and look at the cold chicken and boiled ham there, I could easily smell them, but as to eating Oh, it waa horrible! I do not know how I got through the night. The next day I could do nothing but sit and look at the people who came to see me and hear what they had to say. I have forgotten to mention that In my condition I aeemed to have as one of its attributes a peculiar faculty of divining the real thoughts of the people who came to look at me. Among them was John Haverford He was actually glad to aee me, ao at least I read his thought. Geraldlne thlnka I must have been mistaken at any rate the sight of hlra filled me with so much rage that rushed over to him. I threatened htm; I did more, I struck blm, kicked him, nothing ot which be was sensible. It was too bad. Oeraldlne did " not come. I waited heartbroken for her. Would she come? The old man surely would not keet her. He was a pretty good fellow, after all be Is devoted to our youngest daughter now. I thought he certainly might bring her. I did not go out. I could not bear to leave my lonesome looking body In the coffin. I had no heart for further adven tures, anyway. I was intensely cramped from lying so long In one position when I die I am going to be cremated; no more coffins for me. My wife, says, however, shs will not hear of that. Geraldlne told me afterward that she passed the day In longing for me to come and take her away, and wondering why I did not; beside being continually Im pressed with a premonition that something was going to happen. Finally toward nigh on the second dsy of my anomalous sit uatlon, Mary good and faithful Mary be thought herself to go snd tell Oeraldlne. On hearing the news that noble g rl, promptly fainted. She recovered herself, however, and, through Mary's sld, managed to ge 'out of the bouse and come down to see me. I was looking at myself very dejectedly In the parlor, half dead from Iowa of sleep hunger and thirst, and wholly crazy from j loss of love and all my drea I surmised they would bury ded prospects me tomorrow In .when I heard the outside door open, familiar and yet nervous step sounded in the ball, and then the parlor door opened jl bad recognized the step. It was Geraldlne j but how cbanged! I forgot myself and m trouble, and aa abe threw herself down on 'ber knees snd rlaiped me In ber arms an ik ssed me, I suffered for her agony a thou 'sand times worse thsn for mine. Great heavens! Was ever man In snrh a predi cament? I bent over ber In drepslr, and as she turned her face up In prayer I hlssnl her lips again. She rprsng to h-r fret and screamed. "Oh. he Is not desd. I am sure of It. I felt h'm kiss mo! 1 cannot be mistaken! Mary, send for papa, and tell him to bring his newest snd most powerful storage bat tery slong. I am sure Hsrry Is not diad. Hurry! hurry!" So It was from Geraldlne herself that this new idea of torture emanated. Oh. why could they not let a disembodied spirit alone In Its peaceful misery! An electric battery could do no gocd. and It would be worse than the burnt feather. Old Mr. Holablrd was an electrician and nn enthusiast. He. would have sscriflcel his best friend to an experiment and con sequently did not hesitate to come and try upon me, whom he had hated so bitterly previous to the unfortunate d'ssolutlon of partnership between my body and spirit. He was soon In the parlor and the servant followed after him with the battery. He was angry and astonished at seeing Ger sldine, but his experiment was too engros sing for much time to be wasted upon her. Having obtained the consent of my poor old father ho began taking off my shoes and then my socks I blushed crimson at least my spiritual entity did my physical body, I must confess, betrayed no evidence of shsmc at the exposure, and before Oer stdine, too! Mary and father snd the rest cf the family looked on with anxiety and little apparent faith. Geraldlne stood be side me resting one hand against my breast and gazing at me as If not to lose the faint est sign of life I might show. Her father, all business and energy, attached the wires with a reckless want of ceremony, 1 thought In wretchedly bad taste. I must confess I hoped from the result of this experiment but faintly; however, there might be some thing In It, so I stood with my arm around Geraldlne and my head resting upon her shoulder spiritually, of course ss the con nection was made. I was quiet enough for Just one-millionth of a second till I felt the power of tha cur rent. It was awful. Worse than any other experiment; I groaned In anguish wh le that fiendish old man made the current stronger and stronger and that miserably placid bdy of mine lay there as calm and as unfeeling as a log, while-. I was In torment, i flew at the old man, clenched my hands in his hair, grasped him around the throat, did everything and yet had to bear a current strong enough to have killed a dozen men, added to which was the anguish of feeling my last hope vanish. I was doomed. The scientific fervor of old Holablrd was at last satisfied, and he allowed the -urrent to die down to one ot much less intensity, merely keeping, as he said, a little on In case of nn emergency. A little! I felt like ten tooth aches run Into one, but waa so much lees than before that It aeemed almost like a caress In the first moment of relief. While I was standing there helplessly wondering what they would do with mo the old man walked up to Geraldlne, who tood wringing her hands, looking at me. with her last hope gone, too, poor girl, and said: "Come, Geralding, we must go, the man Is dead." "Mar!" I shrieked, but no one heard roe. "And there Is no use cf staying here," he continued, "I tell you you must come! I promised John Hsverford that you would see him tonight, he asked for your band and I consented today." Oh, I could have begged him to turn on the electricity again; each pang fate bad In store for me was worse than before. Oer aldlne answered gloriously: "But I have not consented." "What difference? I say you shall marry him!" he said, grasping her wrist. 'And I say I will not. I will be faithful to my dear dead Harry here." "Nonsense; you ahall marry Haverford; you must. At this moment a strange thing oc curred. Geraldlne wrenched herself away from her father, threw herself upon the physical half of me and whispered, "I'll die with him, first." Something passed over ms as a blinding lightning flash and behold! the body In the coffin struggled, eat up, clasped i trembling arm about Geraldlne and ex claimed: "I am not dead, Geraldlne, and you, you Infernal old villain, get out of my sight! Take oft the battery and give me something to eat and drink." The spirit had entered my body again My love for Geraldlne and her love for me had wrought the miracle. Just as anxiety for her and love, for ber had wrought the first change. Aye, through love the world Is made and destroyed. There Is nothing more to tell. My story was so circumstantial people generally believe It, in spite of the lesrned doctors, who hold It to have been merely a case of suspended animation. In my mind and Geraldlne's, however, there Is no doubt about It. Besides,' does not the learned Archldechus ssy but never mind. If It were not for this affair Geraldlne says she might have been years finding out her heart, as she did when she thought me dead, and her father never would have consented to our marriage as he did. He Is very kind to us now, and we are very happy, and have only one anxiety, lest my spirit sbonld ever take to wan dering oft again. Oeraldlne says If it does she will marry 'John Haverford who Is still pining for her but I know that Is only a threat to prevent the dissolution of part nership, as she confesses In private that she would never marry anyone but me never! I am very fat and well now, and have burned up the parchments of the learned Archldechus, and am training myself to utterly disbelieve such things. The mem ory seema like a faint dream. In the light of our present happiness, for Oeraldlne is the loveliest and sweetest ot wives, and she says I am the best of husbands. And giving her thst last word, I lay down the pen. BOSTON CLl'B WOMES WORRIED. Caused Hotel to He Closed aad tbe Maneaer Ssed tar aso.OOO. Club women all around Boston, as well ss the temperance workers in the district, re lates the Boston Post, are eonsidersb'y stirred over the fact that the closing of the Albany house at Brighton this spring through the representations of a number of club women to Governor Crane haa re sulted In the bringing ot suits demanding $50,000 damages from these women, snd ths husband of one of them, by Timothy F. Buckley, leases ot the hotel. Mrs. Frsncls B. Hornbrooke, one ot the defendants, said concerning the suit: "We were asked by members ot ths Bright helmstonc club of Brighton to aid in abol ishing a nuissncs there, known ss the Al bany bouse. Fifteen of us, Including rep resentatlves ot the Watertown and Allston clubs, together with five from the New ton federation, early in June waited upon Governor Crane. There was no Written petition drawn up, or anything of the kind. Mrs. Bates ot Brighton simply told the governor ths situation In a few words and we all seconded It. Three days later we saw by ths papers that the Albany house wss closed, snd from that time until this I have thought nothing of ths matter; in fact, I had completely forgotten the In cident. "This Is really too ludicrous to talk about." continued Mrs. Hornbrooke, smil ing; "why ths man won't dars to take tbe raas to ths courts; if he d'd, hs will be cut ting his own throat. Ws havs all the facts Gold Medal At Pan-American Exposition. Unlike Any Other I Tb full flavor, tba del ioious qual ity, tho absolute rrlt, of Low. tier's Breakfast Ccc a distinguish It from all others No "trestment" with alkalies; no adulteration with flour, starch or ground cocoa shells; nothing but the nutritive and digestible product ot the choicest Cocoa Beans. Ask Your Dealer for It. on our side; this warn t started In a burry- flurry, sentimental sort of ;, you under stand; we went at the wiping out of this place In a systematic, business manner. It wss simply a hearing before the gov ernor of the state; a private hearing, in which a few women desired to tell the of ficials ot the commonwealth Just what was going on at Brighton. The governor lis tened to us, with the result that the Albany Is st present not running. I think Mr. Buckley, or whoever tho man Is. had better sue Governor Crane that la the man he wants to deal with." Mrs. C. M. Wilson, president of the Water- town Woman's club: "I was delegated t represent my club when representatives of other clubs met ours. The Young Men's assembly protested agnlnst the liquor license being granted, and the women were against the hotel license on purely moral grounds." Mrs. Electa N. L. Walton, honorary pres-. Ident of the West Newton Educational club: "We went before the governor to give our moral support. We folt that a p'aio such as was described to us should not ex ist. We were glad to learn afterward that It bad been closed." Miss M. Caroline Wilson, president of the Watertown Woman's club, said that their protest was not against Mr. Bucklov. but against the Beaton A Albany railroad corporation, as they were the owners of tha property In question. When asked why the women of Water- town Interested themselves In a Brighton hotel, Miss Wilson replied, because tho place was near the Watertown line, and also because the Brighton women had ss'te I their aid In the fight for morality. Chairman Clark of the police board re fused to dlscues the case. So did Governor Crane. Mr. Buckley said: , ... "Yea. I have entered suit for I31.00') against these women; $10,000 for Injury to business, and $10,000 for personal damages to reputation." . rOITKO 1'AHAGRAPIIS,. Chicago News: To err Is human and to llo about It Is more to. Intelelctual Improvement Is apt to warp a woman's shape. Even the pessimist Is momentarily happy In his unhapplness. This would be a gloomy old world tor cats if women conld pur. , The string tied around a man's finger IS merely a forget-me-knot. Some music hath charms to hold a man it he is chained to the spot. Speaking of home, rule, what's the mas ter with that of the first baby? In matrimony one and one make one, but In divorce one from one leaves two. "Fair and warmer" Is the prediction the weather man lays up for a rainy day. Girls should never flirt, in public until after they have a strangle hold on the art. Some men don't know they are beaten until long after other people make the dis covery. If the beauty of the average man's mind Isn't mors lovely than his fare it is entitled to sympathy. There is no objection to a woman hav ing a great command of language If she knows when not to use It. When a small boy gets Into trouble there's generally a stick In It; when he grows up and trouble gets Into him there are generally several "sticks" In It. ' WHEN LIffS AT STAKE The most timid man will take snjr chance of escape. The slender rope dropped down the precipice, the slip., pery log orer the sbyss, anything that offers a chance of life, is eagerly snstch ed at. The end the man seeks is safety. He cares nothing for the means to that end. - There are thou sands of men and women whose lives are at stake. who are hindered from accepting the one means of aafety by foolish prejudice. Doctor Pierce's Golden Medical Discovery has been the mesns of restoring health to many men aud women whose hol low cough, bleed ing lungs, ema ciation and weak ness seemed to warrant the state ment of local phy sicians "There if no cure nossible." Wbv should prejudice against a put-up medicine hinder yem Iron trying wliat has cured thousands of sunenncr men and women? Only for Dr. Pierce's-GMn Mdel Ws covery I Iniuk I would Ut in my grave tfc-Usv. writri Mr. Mom Mile, of HiilUrd. I'inu Co.. Wyomiuc. 1 had aMhma o bad I roiild ai sleep at night snd was ioo.pll4 to give un work. It sBtcted niy iunga so lt I cough all the lime, both dv snX night. My Mends all thought I had rmiautnption. My wife hal taken Df. Pierce's Favorite l'recnption fcad it bad helped her so much ah tiiwMed o niy try ioa hia 'Golden MerUcal lxvry 'which I did. 1 have takes tout, bottles and am now a, wall man, weighing iti pound, than to I. Pierce s Golden Medical Lnw.uvcry. The sole motive for substitution it to permit the desler to tu-ke the little more proGt psid by the sals ot" leas nwritorious iuedicuic. Uc gains; j ou lose. if -