Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1882-02-25

which gave him a cold thrill of fear, de
spite his courage. On table of blacl
marble lay young man barred to the wais
and with the rigid Immortality of ,
corpse; his chest was bristling with arrows
like st. Sebastian, but not drop of BLOOD
escaped.
| " he does not suffer prick him without
| the least fear-not muscle will culver,
the. doctor pulled out the arrows, as one
takes pins frem cushion. a few rapid
movements of the hands, and the young
man, freed from the magnetic currents in
| fuenciug him, awoke with a smile OF &c.
stacy, as if from happy dream, and, in
obedience to sign from the doctor, disap.
peared through a door in the alcove.
50 could have amputated limb without
his knowledge" said M. Cherbonneau 81
did not do it, simply because | have not as
yet any creative power, and with man, in
this respect inferior to the lizard, an arm
or leg does not grow again if cut off; but
If cannot create, can rejuvenate. And
he raised the vail covering the face of an
aged woman lying on a fauteuil in mag
netic sleep not far from the marble table.
Her features, which had been very beau.
tiful, were faded, and the ravages of time
were perceptible in the shrunken arms and
shoulders. The doctor fixed his blue eyes
upon her with persistent intensity; the
withered, sallow skin became white and
satiny, the cheeks velvety and peachy with
the exquisite freshness of youth; the eyes
opened, sparkling, beaming, limpid the
mask of age had vanished, aud IN its
place were youth and loneliness.
Now" added the doctor, I" let us turn
to this young girl asleep in the corner.
Question her. She is wiser than q pytho-
ness or sibyl. You may send her to one
of your seven castles in Bohemia. Ask
her what is contained In your most secret
drawer; she will tell you, for her soul re-
quires only second for the journey not
so surprising, after all, when you consider
it, since electricity travels seventy thou
sand leagues in the same space of time.
Give her your hand and you will be en- rap.
port with her you need not formulate
your question she will read it In your
mind"
In a low, shadowy voice like ghost the
Young girl answered the mental interroga-
tory of the Count.
In the cedar wood casket there is a
ing the impress of tiny foot.
''Is she right" said the doctor care
lessly, as if sure of the infallibility Of his
m sdium.
The Count flushed deeply in the early
days of his love for Plascovie he had found
in the avenue of the park the imprint of
her foot and had removed it, guarding it as
a sacred relic in casket of pearl and sill
yer, the key of which be always wore sus
pended to Venetian chain about his neck.
M. Balthazar Cherbonneau, thorough
man of the world, perceiving his embar-
rassment, did not press the question, but
led The way TO table on which stood a
large vase containing water as clear as
crystal.
g You have no doubt heard of the
magic mirror in which Mephistopheles
shows 60 Faust the image Of Helene. Al
thougt I have neither hoofs nor
cooke, plumes, l can afford you the
same entertainment, harmless, though
miraculous. Bend over this vase, concen-
trate your whole mind on the person you
wish to see, living or dead, far away or
very near she will come at your call, even
from the ends of the earth or the depths of
history"
As the Count leaned over the vase, the
water became slightly disturbed, assuming
opaline tints, as If drop of essence was
mixed with it. It was surrounded with a
prismatic circle, forming frame to the
picture which suddenly appeared upon the
cloudy surface. A young woman, with
fair, waving hair, and eyes Of greenish
blue, was seated before piano, over the
keys of which her beautiful white hands
wandered like futtering white butterflies.
It was Plascovie Labinska, who uncon-
sciously obeyed the passionate evocation of
her husband.
''And now let me show you something
much more remarkable" said the doctor,
taking the Counts hand and placing it on
one of the steel wires of the magnetic bat
terry. Olaf had no sooner touched the
metal heavily charged with electricity than
he fell as if struck by lightning,
Raising him and placing him on divan,
the doctor rang the bell, and the servant
appeared at the door said $50 at once
for NJ. Octave de Saville."
TO be continued