The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1895-07-05
made ST.: passes over his brow when ia
was in sound hypnotic sleen
Well he is OF. said (.

twas in sound hypnotic sleep
= Well, he is of, said (
Impossible! Nor
"Shc bent over him, called him.
| pinclcd him-no movement Raised his
( arm--it fell inert like Il log.
| Quick, quick! Suggest somcthingr
said she. strange eagerness showing
suddenly i'll her face
You would perhaps feel the proof
stronger, madame, did you mako tho
| suggestion yourself.
''Sho appeared to think, murmuring
half aloud, 1t must DO an unaccustomcd
act something unusual, that he cannot
! divine, that does not enter into his hab-
it of hfe.
"Sho looked about her. Near by OH IL
table magazine lay opened ut recent
article Oh Hypnotic Suggestion, slen-
der mother of pearl paper knife thrust
between tho folds, She turned the leaves
hurriedly.
'Ah-h, we have it ut lastp said she.
putting her finger upon IL certain para
graph. An experiment just made sue
ressfully, they say-at tho hospital of
La Salpetricre Repeat it with Paul.
ttlll oIQll w
The experiment was to suggest to
tho patient Mt fixed hour pretleter-
mined act-tho net in this case suicide
with some harmless object that the sub
ject' should be made to believe "A pon-
lard.
Willingly, 1 responded.
"Sho handed mo the paper knife.
This is harmless enough, isn't it, she
said, yielding it to me with Il charming
smile, 1t would not hurt fly
Perfectly harmless And held up
the little pearl dagger before Paul's ewes.
Do you SEQ it, Paul?' said 1 slow
ly and impressively, this poniard here?
Well; l am going to put it Oh that tablo
yondcr. Tomorrow, when the luncheon
bell rings-tho luncheon bell, remember
-you will como here, take this poniard
and-kin YOURSELF
Then reused him. He remembered
nothing and felt nothing, only comic
uneasineSs concerning tho act that he
was to accomplish and from which hc
was determined to defend himself.
1.-The evening finished gayly with IL
rubber of whist, ending at 10 in order
to give the handsome young neighbor-
silent listener to what had been going
on-timc enough to reach homo mt a
reasonable hour.
We were walking, Paul, his wife
and L, on the terrace next morning when
the luncheon bell rang. Paul raised his
head, listened n second. turned brusque-
ly and re-cntcred the chateau. His vito
had become very pale
Come, quick, said L He has gone
for that paper knifer
"Shc remained motionless.
TO what good?' she said L sec al
ready that suggestion has reason in it,
for Paul has gone. He will come back
madder than ever, l suppose.
II did not wait for her to finish.
fastened to the drawing room, where
my subject had gone,
Il ran threw open the door, and
Paul was there-dead, face downward
on the fioor-a dagger in his hcart!"
A real dagger, doctor?". cried tho
mistress of the house laying her hand
softly upon tho doctors arm.
" A real dagger, madame. I turned to
the tablc--the little mother of pearl pa
per knife was gone. Who had taken it'll
Who had put the other-the real dagger
in its place?
God knows, but she, Paul's wife,
and he, the nciShbor who dined with us
! that night, were married ten months
ago. From the French For San Fran
cisco Argonaut.