The day book. [volume], September 26, 1913, Image 14

About The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917

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yer and who had told me marvelous
stories of the manifestations at pri
vate circles which he held regularly
in his home every Sunday night at 8
o'clock.
His small apartment was in the
second story of a -frame house on a
quiet street and the sitting took place
in the little parlor. The "cabinet"
was an alcove bedroom which was
separated from the parlor by heavy
draperiei. The family consisted of
his wife, her small daughter and her
mother. One other visitor, a young
Pole, and myself made up the "cir
cle." I examined the bedroom and closet
at the request of the wife and then
took my seat beside the young Pole.
The wife played softly on the piano.
Under these conditions and while a
kerosene light was burning brightly
enough for one to perceive anything
in the room, the psychic suddenly ap
peared looking very white and very
intense and began to pace up and
down pefore the curtains. At last I
moveajjo the right of tjie portiers and
stood gazing intently at the opening.
"Come out!" he commanded.
Noiselessly like a puff of gray
blue vapor a figure emerged and
confronted us. Its head and shoul
ders were well defined, but the arms
appeared to trail off into smoke-like
veiling. 'Its eyes were indistinguish
able, its chin vague, but it bowed sev
eral times in slow and solemn fash
ion! Meanwhile I was studying the psy
chic who stood with a strained, dis
tracted look on his face, his knees
shaking. One hand was outstretch
ed and clutching at the air as if he
were making a supreme effort to hold
the apparition till I should have time
to study It. The other was at his
heart as if to ease a pain.
Slowly he crept toward the wraith.
Each second he seemed to bend, to
grow weaker and the ghostly visitor
turned toward him, became vaguer
and more formless and then, as two
drops of water1 do, they appeared to
meet and mingle and the psychic feH
like a log inside the curtain, tmt the
heel of one foot remained visible.
The wife continued to play softly
on the piano until at last the heel was
withdrawn and my young nost ap
peared looking pale and weak, but
calm and mentally alert.
He told me that he had held the
"materialized form" as lonfc as he
could; that he felt a "drawing out"
of his vital force, through his solar
plexus and from his forehead.
' "It is always hard to produce a
form so far away," he said..
Conditions were not aB l would
have made them for a test, but- they
were plain and simple and the sitting
a courtesy on the part of a young
man who earned his living by hard
work in the office of a New York cor
poration. I could not explain thiB projection
of the astral then nor can I now. It
iB one of the deep mysterieB of my
Hie.
HUSTLE, DOC, HUSTLE!
"Say, doc, they want you over at-'
Prog's right away."
"What's the matter now?" 't
"They're afraid" the old inan'B go
ing to croak.". ... -.
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