The morning call., 1890-06-22

- HERE had been dinner party at Prince
nv Patrizzrs, ana from The salon OF his beau
Sa5A liiul villa on the terrace OF Monte Carlo
o1O issued sounds OF music and laughter and
au oyerpowering Odor OF wilIed flowers and To-
baceo smoke. Bohemia was wel represented
There was cigarette in every mouth, even be-
tween the dainty lips Of the three ladies whose
uraseuce lent charm TO the festiyity. Opposite
the Prince sat Dr. Dayld0ff, a celebrated russian
physician; near him Pierre Laurler, we'll
known French artist, and little further along
his friend and particular chum, Jacques de
Vignes. The two men were physically not un-
like each other except that Pierre was all nerve
and vitality, while Jacques, as the prodlgal son,
had eaten so much veal that 10 look at him one
would say another return home would end his
earthly career.
There was a wild outburst OF merrlment al DR..
DayidOffs expense.
We've had enough physiology"
" We're here TO drink, smoke and laugh"
Never mind the doctor. he's of his base"
" THIS is not adissecimg-room."
Tie ladies' are bored 10 DEATH"
Ouen the window; there's musty, scientific
smell In the ROOM"
d" Let US have dance"
No, we are going 10 leave you," cried one Of
the ladies'. " Pm going 10 the Casino. dreamed
that red turned up thirteen times"
do What you all please" cried the Prince.
Only be quiet. Ihars all we ask"
Alter the ladies had left the room PatfiZZl
turned TO the doctor and said: - Go on, doctor,
let Us hear more about your wonderful theory OF
the TRANSMISSION of psychic power"
DaYidon raised his SOmber bearded face and
replied; II is not theory, my dear Prince,
but scientific fact. You'u admit that every
human being is invested with ana animated by a
mysterious power which We call the soul. Now
! maintain that that psychic force may be sur
h.-i fs IN
will power, concentrated intensified and con-
tinuous. as 10 be forced 10 enter and reyyliy an
others body which, from natural caus es or
otherwise, Is parting with its own spiritual
essence and returning TO the condition OF Inert
matter
STANCE flush spread over Jacques de YigneS
palud, emaciated countenance, as he listened TO
lie deep, impressive voice OF the Russian DOCTOR
The thing happened lately IN my country"
continued DdydOh, as he liked his cold gray
eyes ON DE Nignes' hollow cheeks and bioO0less
lips. "A certain Vladimir AleNevich. seeing
his beiGothed Marie FedoTowna, stricken Win
some inSldlOus disease which was Slowly Out
surely sapping her strength, and persuaded that
medical science was pOwerless TO arrest its
course determined to sacrifice his own life and
yield up 10 Marie tie fun measure OF vial en-
eIgy which IhIobbed within his great heart.
With a faith as bOuucless as IL was intense and
persistent. Vladimir now engaged In conflict
with his soul. until by sheer force OF Wlll-p0Wer
II became Obedient 10 his wish then he set IL
free. Immediately the glTIs health began 10
mend aud in a few weeks she left her sick-Ded
with no trace of suffering 10 her ceuntenance
save SOrrow fOr her lost lover"
d" DID she marry again? asked Pierre Laurier.
" No" replied Dayidof although an eN-
tremely sweet aud comely person and much
sought after, she remained faithful 10 Alexie-
Vlch, aud strange 10 say. always spoke OF her-
self as his wife and in language and manner eX-
pressed ana demeaned herself like married
woman. using the plural we" as Il dual soul
we're auimatlng her thoughts.
A genuine case Of Two souls with but a
single thought" murmured De Nignes with a
deep-dTaWn sigh.
And strange 10 say" added Davidoff. not no
ticing The covert sneer, various kinds Of food
such rs caviar salm, boleIus, marchpone,
which had been favuIites with Alexirylch aud
intensely disliked by Maria, were now eaten BY
her Will extraordinary relish"
An, my dear DOCTOR" exclaimed De Nignes
you may be a great scientist, DuI you don't
Snow wulnani thaPs very EVIDENT"
a hand laid gently on his shoulders caused
Jacques TO raise his heavy eyes.
All, Pierre, IS that yOu?' he murmured.
Jacques" said the painter sadly, you love
life, you delight "a all It's noisy pleasures, wine,
woman, song and tobacco, you want 10 1--we.
you've spent fortune Seeiug such men as our
friend Daydoh here (alas, poor gropers who
know no more than WEB you long for strength
enough TO enable you 10 SIT al the gaming table,
follow the hounds, mingle in the dance, hold the
helm OF 4 yacht, indulge in the enjoyment OF the
race course, now all these are as FOOLS gold to
my pick ana shovel, l lOaIhe them, l spurn
them and ye;, Jacques, have soul which
might well lend you, poor thing, It Is true, but
you could not look gift horse 10 the mouth.
LAKE IL JdE4ucs-hlli Gu ldhc IL 1clG III TIC
hearing OF cur friends, oHer II TO you, say lie
word aud IFS yours"
An almost painful silence sank upon the group
OF friends. Jacques de Nlgnes was the frSt 10
speak.
Thanks, dear Pierre, want TO live. l love
life, which. day BY day, nay, hour by hour, feel
slipping away from me, but l don't love Ii 50
much as ~ rob you OF yours 10 piece mine out
with"
Ill VIII be no robbery" cried Pierre "but a
free gilt. Bah! take II, my friend. deIest IT..
lOatne IL !"
WHAT'S the matter, Pierre ?" asked Patrizzi,
with laugh. Had another quarrel with Gle
rnence Villa? II she doesn't behave herself why
don't you beat herp"
Al wish 1 dared to-" muttered the painter, as
he set his teeth and struck the table with lis
cleuched fist.
Well, goodnight" said De Yignes. II must
leave you, my Prlnee. That's one Of the curses
OF weak lungs. Tie very hours which l enjoy
most with my friends must pass in bed"
Bundle up warm" cried Patrlzzi. " The
night air Is chilly"
Pierre helped his friend on with his coat, say
ing. Remember now, jacques, my soul is
yours"
AT signal from the Prince servant entered
and conducted the sick man TO his carriage.
How long do you give him, doctor ?" asked
PatrIZZi.
about three months, with good luck and
plenty Of cOdllVer OIL"
What, you going tooP" cried the Prince.
"Ab, take care, my pretty fly. that's dangerous
web which you are buzZing around. Keep clear
Of IT,"
Impossblel" murmured Pierre LaurIer.
impossiblep echoed PatTiZZi. "Well, you
FrenchInen asIonlsh me. Why, IFS the easiest