The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-06-27

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cross the bridge, turn again to the right
and one block away reach the Tavern. /
observed with alarm for my experiment
that as we passed mentally into the
street he said we are now turning to the
left when he should have said to the
right; but before / could correct him he
spoke Of seeing old DIR. Powell at his
gate as we passed, and ] knew his resi-
dence stood at the right of my hotel.
He babe the doctor good morning as we
passed by.
"Novtwe are at the grocery, " said be.
Whose" / asked.
II don't know" he replied.
"Can you not read the sign?"
II will go in and see, said he. Then,
raising his head, as if looking at some
high object, he said, slowly as if spelling
it out; John Green, -four, feed and
groceries"
Il knew the grocery, and saw he was
on the right track. He spoke to several
persons / knew as we passed on; and as
we neared the bridge said; Here comes
John Bates; he is speaking to you; why
don't you answer him?' Never mind
saidI, controlling my surprise. Go on
John Bates, had been dead six months.
Nothing further occurred until we reach
ed the tavern, which he insisted stood
at the left of the bridge. When he had
reached the long hall on the second floor
| said: Now stand here and describe
the people as they come out of their
rooms Presently he said: There is
one comm out of that door What is
the number of the room?' I asked. Il
will go in and see," he replied. Again
/ observed the curious fact that, in
order to read a sign or a number, he
had to look at it from the other side.
In a moment he said: "It is No. H."
lie described that man and others, but
their descriptions did not tally with
that of the captain, whose personal APP
pearance had been infinitely described
to me. Here comes another man. said
he, from that room down to the end of
the Hall, a big man with a red face.
He left his door open. Guess he amt
comm back After q moment he con-
tinued: There's another comm down
them other stairs; he's a natty lookin'
fellow; light skin, blue eyes, light brown
hair, younger'n any of the rest. He's
lookin' inter that room that big TELLER
come cut of, right there by the stairs.
Why, he looks as if he'd seen somethin.'
Now he's goin' in. Now he's comin'out
again, putin somethin' in his pocket
looks kinder scared like.
81 directed him to keep his eye on
this man, and follow him wherever he
went. We followed him down the stairs
and into the street. Here comes anoth-
er Teller. He's a speakin' to him. He
looks an awful lot like him, only older.
They are whisperin' together. He's
goin' with him. Now we are goin' by
the Methodist meetin' house. There's
Judge Clark comm Why didn't you
speak to him?' Go on. Go on. You
will lose sight of those men, said I.
Judge Clark, whom everybody had
known and loved, had been dead three
years. They are goin' inter that old
lumber yard. They are dom some
thin in that corner. As sure's you
live they're a buryin' that little WELLER
bundle tied with q pink string. He got
that outer that feller's room this morn
in He's a tellin' how he seen il stick
in out under his piller when he went by
the door, My subject had now been.
under influence as long as ] thought it
safe to keep him there for thatday. So
I placed the notes my friend had made
in the drawer. unbandaged his eyes, and
brought him back to his normal condi-
tion by a quick upward motion of my
hand. As he opened his eyes the dazed,
troubled expression seen in the eyes of
q somnambulist on first regaining con-
sciousness came into them for q second,
but he was utterly unconscious of any
thing which had occurred, supposing it
to have been one Of our usual expert
ments, and was too dull and Indifferent
even to ask.
"At the same hour the next day we
again met at my room, according to APP
pointment, and took the same positions.
Blindfolding my subject, / told him to
60 be ck and take up the clew. He
soon found the man again. / told him
that he must now condense time, count
ing every six hours as ore, in order to
catch up in the week. He readily coma
pretended, although in his normal con
ultiUu ~ WOMlu udFb tahtu Hill q Wcth
to have understood me, and Immediate
" passed over six heurs. Now said
he, it is night, and he is in bed. He
feels bad, and can't sleep, turnin' and
tossin' and gettin' up every fewminutes, |
wishin' it was mornin'. Jumping over
another six hours he described his
getting up, his hurried breakfast, his
worried and anxious manner, his de-
parture from the tavern, his again
meeting his brother, who seemed to be
waiting for him. They are goin' down
that street, said he. Now they're
climin' up them steps and goin' inter
that door. Stand back said he, san'
let me open the door. Come in. This
is q carpenter shop. They're down by