Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-04-11

His second remark followed half a min
ute later.
Il see how it was" he said You were
sitting in this chair and looking at that
crystal ball, which focused the level rays
of the setting sun. I suppose? Then it is
plain enough-you hypnotized yourself"
I've heard that such thing is posi-
ble." responded Cosmo.
''PoSSible?' Stuyvesa1t returned; cit is
certain! But what is more curious is the
new way in which you combined your self
hypnotism with crystal gazing. You have
heard of serving. suppose?"
you mean the practice of looking into
drop Of water or crystal ball or any
thing of that Sort" said Cosmo-"and OF
seeing things in it-of seeing people NOV
ing about?"
returned. "And that's just what you have
been doing. You fixed your gaze on the
ball and so hypnotized yourself: and then
in the intensity of your vision you were
able to see figures in the crystal-with one
OF which visualized emanations you i'm
mediately identified yourself. That's easy
enough, I think. But don't see what sug-
gested to you your separate experiences.
1 recognize them, of course"
You recognize them?'' cried Waynflete
in wonder.
II can tell you where you borrowed every
one of your adventures" Stuyvesant re-
piled. "But what I'd like to know now is
what suggested to you just those char
acters and situations, and not others also
stored away in your subconsciousness.
So saying he began to look about the
room.
MY acknowledgements repeated Wayn-
hete. Have I ever been q samurai in my
subconsciousness?
Paul Stuyvesant looked at Cosmo Wayn-
Hete for nearly minute without reply.
Then all the answer he made was to say
Ihats a queer dressing gown you have
on
ut Is time took it off," said the other,
suiting the action to the word ut Is a
beautiful specimen of weaving, isn't it? 1
bassador, for although I bought it in a
curiosity shop in Nuremberg. 1t was once,
l really believe, the siumber robe Of an
oriental envoy ISL
Stuyvesant took the silken garment from
his friends hand.
Why did the Japanese ambassador soil
you his dream gown In a Nuremberg Gu
riosity shop?" he asked.
He. didn't" Waynfiete explained, Il
never saw the ambassador and neither did
the old German lady who kept the shop.
She told me she bought it from a japanese
acrobat who was out of an engagement and
desperately hard up. But she told me also
that the acrobat had told her that the gar
ment had belonged to an ambassador, who
had given 1t to him as d reward Of his skill.
and that he never would have parted with
1t II he had not been dead broke"
Stuyvesent held the robe up to the light
and inspected the embroidery on the skirt
Of it. -I35
Yes" he said. at last; this would ac-
count for 1t, suppose. This bit here was
probably meant to suggest the well where
the head was washed'LseeT'
Il see that those lines may be meant to
represent the outline of spring Of water,
but I don't see what that has to do with
my Dream" Waynflete answered.
Don't your" Stuyvesant returned. Then
I'll show YOU You had on this silk gar
ment embroidered here with an outline OF
the well in which was washed the head OF
Kotsuke no Suke, the man whom the Forty
Seven Ronins killed. You know the story7''
II read 1t in Japan, but" began Cosmo.
you had that story stored away in your
subconsciousness," interrupted his friend.
And when you hypnotized yourself by peer
ing into the crystal ball this embroidery
1t was which suggested to you to see your
self as the hero Of the tale-OisM Kurano-
suke. the chief Of the Forty Seven Ronins.
the faithful follower who avenged his mas
ter by pretending to be vicious and dissi-
pated..just like Brutus and Lorenzaccio-
until the enemy was of his guard and open
to attack"
Il thipk do recall the tale Of the Forty