Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-06-26

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A deep voice broke the silence.
''where do the servants sleepf'
To this astonishing and apparently
unsuggested question Stanley, after a
short struggle with some inward emo
ton, during which great beads of per.
spiration stood upon his forehead, an
swered:
'1n the rear third floor"
"Will Mr.. B. be at home tonightF r
"No."
''Where are the valuables keptf'
"Under the dressing case, front
room"
The repulsive creature paused a mo
ment, and bent his head as If to reflect
Suddenly he looked steadily at his vic
tim.
"Gol" he exclaimed, and the uncon-
seious fellow obediently turned and
was permitted to leave the house.
We waited in the shadow long enough
to give Stanley opportunity to move
short distance ahead, and then followed
him as he retraced his path.
Well" exclaimed, ''what does it
all meanT
why don't you see, that old chap
was mesmerizing your friend; he has
used his mind as a guide TO direct him
in his search for booty; locating it in
this way enables a slxillful cracksman
to pursue his vocation with more GER
tainty"
A sudden light flashed upon my
mind. "Do you mean to say that you
connect this occurrence with these
burglariesr l inquired
'That's it, " was the answer.
"Oh, my friendT exclaimed, you
do not believe that improbable thing
Besides, such unusual influence of
mind over mind has its limits; it can
not direct mental scrutiny to objects
only suppositious, or if not that-yet
undiscovered.
'Wait and see" was the reply. 81
may be mistaken, but l guess not. !
Come down in the morning, at any
rate, and inquire for me at the Office.
Meanwhile, see your friend safely
home" With this parting injunction
he left me, and, overtaking Stanley, l
accompanied him, fortunately unob
served, until we reached the room.
We were barely seated when Stan
ley, with a long, gasping breath and a
convulsive shudder, regained his senses.
He seemed startled, however, to see
his Ms. upon the floor, not remember
ing when he had dropped it. / said
nothing. l was too busy thinking to
talk, but in order to divert his atten-
ton from preoccupation urged hiln to
continue reading his story. This he
declined to do, and began shortly after
to disrobe for bed. He curled himself
comfortably in q nestlike arrangement
of pillows and sheets and presently fell
asleep.
1t was now little after 10 o'clock.
The events of the night passed before
my mind. 'Is it possible" l won
dered, ''that an overwhelming will can
so exert itself upon another's yielding
mind as to direct its scrutiny in what |
soever direction desired9 How can a
mind, no matter how influenced, de-
scribe things hitherto unseen2 Can it,
in some mysterious manner, leave its
tenement and go in quest of objects
hidden from the usual vision2 Can
mind so defeat maj
fell soundly asleep. In my dreams
| seemed to be in the presence of this
repulsive creature who had secured
such an influence over Stanley's mind.
He answered my questions keeping his
glittering eyes fastened upon me as he
spoke Then he faded out from the :
vision, and other disturbing objects
haunted my dreams, until | suddenly
found myself awakened by the struggle
to avoid some of the impossible predica-
ments into which l was thrown.
| looked toward the bed and beheld +.
startling scene.
Stanley sat bolt upright, with Wild |
weird expression in his eyes, which
gave way Immediately to relieved
look as l spoke to him.
Whats the matter, Stanley" ]
asked.
II hardly know" he answered. 81
feel as if some mighty burden had been
lifted from my heart"
l looked at my watch. 1t was II
o'clock.
The next morning | hurried into
town as soon as possible and sought
my friend, the night watch. found
him standing within the door of the
magistrates Office, with peculiar ex-
preston upon his countenance. The
moment he perceived me he beckoned |
me to follow him into an adjoining /
room. Stretched upon the table lay
the suggestive outlines of dreadful |
object, covered with a sheet He ap-
preached and pulled it aside. Heavens
it was the body of the mesmeSistl
The watchman broke the silence.
Game last night 10 Mr.. B-'s |
house; two others with him. We were
prepared for them, and Immediately !
they obtained an entrance we rushed |
at them; they tried to escape; one OF
my men fred this one was shot
through the head"
'When was thisG" asked. A strange
feeling OF intense interest prompted the
questionable interruption of the OH
eer's story.
Last night, at 12 o'clock. Charles
l..