Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-04-12

and well known, that by hypnotic sugges~.
tion the pulse can be made to fall to the
lowest number of beatings consistent with
lie, and that the temperature of the body
can be commanded beforehand to stand at o
certain degree and fraction of a degree at
certain hour, high or low, as may be de-
sired. Let those who do not believe read
the accounts of what is done from day to
day in the great European seats of learning.
accounts of which every one bears the name
of some man speaking with authority and
responsible to the world of science for every
word he speaks, and doubly 80 for every
word he writes. A few believe in the anti
quated doctrine OF electric animal currents,
the vast majority are firm in the belief that
the influence is moral one-all admit that
whatever force or influence lies at the root
of hypnotism, the effects it can produce are
practically unlimited, terrible in their COM
prehensiveness and almost entirely unpro-
vided for in the scheme of modern criminal
law.
Unorna was sure of herself, and of her
strength to perform what she contemplated.
There iay the dark beauty in the corner OF
the sofa, where she had sat and talked 30
long, and told her last story. the story Of her
lite which was now to end. A few DETER.
mined words spoken in her ear, pressure
of the hand upon the brow and the heart
and she would never wake again. She would
lie there still, until they found her, hour
after hour, the pulse growing weaker and
weaker. the delicate hands colder, the face
more set. At the last there would be con-
vulsve shiYer of the queenly form, and that
would be the end. The physicians and the
authorities would ceme and would speak
of a weakness OF the heart, and there would
be masses sung for her soul, and she would
rest in peace.
Her soul? In peace? Unorna stood still.
Was that to be all her vengeance upon the
woman who stood between her and happt-
ness? Was there to be nothing but that,
nothing but the painless passing of the pure
young spirit from earth to heaven? Was no
one to suffer for all Unorna's pain? It was
not enough. There must be more than that.
And vet what more? What Imaginable
wealth of agony would be just retribution
for her existence? Unorna could lead her,
as she had led Israel Kafka, through the
life and death Of q martyr, through life Of
wretchedness and death of shame, but then,
the moment must come at last, since this
was to be death indeed, and her spotless soul
would be beyond Unorna's reach forever.
No, that was not enough. Since she could
not be allowed to live to be tormented,
vengeance must follow her beyond the end
of life.
Unorna stood still, and an awful light Of
evil came into her face. A thought Of
which the enormity would have terrified
being had it entered her mind and
taken possession of it. Beatrice was in her
power. Beatrice should die in mortal sin,
and her soul would be lost forever.
For long time she did not move, but
stood looking down at the calm and lovely
face OF her sleeping enemy, devising q crime
to be imposed upon her tor her eternal de.
Unorns was very superstitious,
or the hideous scheme could never have pre-
sented itself to her. To her mind the deed
was everything, whatever it was to be. and
the intention or the inconsistencies in
doing it could have nothing to do with the
to the soul of the doer. She
made no theological distinctions. Beatrics
should commit some terrible crime, and
should die in committing it. Then she
would be Iost, and devils would do In hell
the worst torment winch Uuorna could MOI
do on earth. A crime-a robbery . mufi