Santa Fe new Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1898-1951, 1898-09-17
AN EXPERIMENT..

Beneath the lamps of Liverpool street
station they exchanged a glance which
suddenly illuminated the commonplace
surrounding with a flash Of poetry and
mystery-the eternal poetry, the un-
fathomable mystery of love.
Emily Maitland was tall, pale and
fair; she vas colorless as some flowers
are, but with the yigor Of flowers, with
their sweet distinctive personality. Her
eyes were Of blue, and she wore a gray
blue travelling dress, which emphasized
their radiance. The doctor felt himself
absurdly foolish and romantic, for in
spite Of the hustling porters and Shrek
ing trains he experienced in meeting her
the persistent sensation of a twilight
wood woven through with the blue Of
violets and stars. In appearance the
doctor was anything but romantic; he
was of the massive build, black haired
and black bearded, robust mentally as
we'll as physically; a splendid head,
that held the most intimate secrets Of
psychology; a dominant will that over
rode every obstacle. But in his student
years at Guys the disease stricken
women and children of the borough had
learned to love his almost reverential
tenderness, while his colleagues Of to-
day respected, though they did not al
ways sympathize with, his overscrupu-
lous conscientiousness.
Fate, contrary to her reputation, had
evidently planned this meeting with
extreme kindness and forethought. She
wished we'll to the young people and
determined that the course of their true
love should run smoothly. A journey
gave scope for many unobtrusive atten-
lions and would doubtless afford happy
opportunity for the all important Ques-
ton. If they reached Rotterdam without
a pledging of vows, fate, at least, was
not to blame.
~ thought" said Emily, as she set
tied herself among the cushions, "that
I should have to travel alone. My maid
was summoned into the country only
this afternoon to see her mother, who
is i'll, and 1 do not join my brother till
I reach The Hague"
ut is more than a happy chance"
said the doctor gravely, "that should
happen to be crossing tonight. The con.
ference at Amsterdam does not begin
till the 10th, but I was anxious to visit
some little Dutch hospitals and to do
some little exploring among the dead
cities of the zuyder Zee"
II am very glad you thus advanced
your Journey" said Emily. cit is SO
very lonely travelling by oneself. What
is the subject Of your conference this
year,"
"It is to be a meeting of brain special
lists" replied McLare. "We shall dis
euss chiefly the bearing Of recent inves'
LEGATIONS on hypnotism, animal magnet
ism and kindred subjects. The world il
quite unaware, I believe. how largely
these actual if impalpable influences en-.
ter into it's everyday life. But I must
not bore you with my medical chatter.
Won't you close your eyes a little AND
take q rest? We are some distance vel
from Harwich, and you look dreadfully
tired"
II am dreadfully tired said Emily
"My poor maid went off in the greatest
luster, and I could not find where sh'
had put any Of my things. There ar,
disadvantages in having a maid, yor
see."
Presently her eyes closed. DR.. Nc
Lare took out the programme of the
medical conference and began glancinl
over it. He was himself a hypnotizel
Of no mean order. He possessed thu
power to a remarkable-nay, he some
times thought, to a dangerous-extent
It is dangerous to be able to influence
mems thoughts and turn them in thu
direction you desire. The paper slipped
from his hand. She lay, more like
flower than ever, in the yellow light
Her soft breath came regularly. Sh'
was asleep. Might he not send into he
mind a dream Of love, a dream all bull
up of violet color and violet odor, bu
with something of his own %personalit.
woven through its structure? Might b.
not reveal his nobler, better self to he
by a whisper into her thoughts? TIL
world only sees the trivial and poore
sidss Of men ; the veil Of the flesh no
only hides, but distorts; she could neve
love him for his world self-the pros
porous physician, the eourted diner out
And yet she had seemed to care for hin
without the Intervention Of his sugges
ton. What it all this time he had bee,
exercising unconscious hypnotic infu
ence upon her? What If from the frs
moment of his attraction toward her tn
power Of his will had compelled he,
thoughts to him? Her tender smiles, hel
responsive chances, would, on this sup
position, have been purely automatic
And then the cruel injury to her! /
was horrible! There she lay asleep, lik'
a flower. Had his overmastering viii
dared to chain any Of her delicate, feet
ing impulses-dared to crush out tn
bloom and spontaneity OF her personal
ityf At least-at least. his interference
with her syringe Of feeling had been un
whiting; he had not to face the agon!
Of conscious guilt.
A sense Of ~foreboding passed through
Emily's sleep. She reused suddenl!
and surprised q face Of blank miser!