The progressive farmer. [volume] (Winston, N.C.) 1886-1904, 1899-10-17

lusions, but must pay no attention to
them. She wants you to particularly
remember that there are no such things
as hunger and thirst and pain"
'She does, does she9"
sit is what she said"
"Doesshe eeem to be in full and func
tionable possession of her intellectual
plant, such as it isH"
"Biste9"
do they let her run at large, or do
they tie her upH"
Tie her up3"
There, good night. run along; you
are a good girl, but your mental
Geschirr is not arranged for light and
airy conversation. Leave me to my
deIusions."
II.
1t was a night Of anguish, OF course
at least 1 supposed it was, for it had
all the symptoms Of it-but it passed
at last, and the Christian Eeient ct
came, and l was glad. She was mid
die aged, and large aud bony, and erect
and had an austere face and a resolute
Jaw and a Roman beak ard was q
widow in the third degree, and Ter
name was Fuller. I was eager to get
to business and find relief, but she was
Interestingly deliberate. She III pinned
and unlocked and %uucoupled her up
holsteries one by one, abolished the
wrinkles with a hirt Of her hand end
hung the articles up; peeled off her
gloves and disposed Of them, got a
book out Of her hand bag, then drew a
chair to the bedside. descended into it
without hurry, and l hung out my
tongue. She said, with pity, but
without passion:
Return it t. it's receptacle. We
deal with the mind only, not with its
dumb servants"
LIQUID not of9r my pulse, because
the connec ion was broken; but she
detected the epology before I could
word it, and indicated by o negative
tilt Of her head that the pulse was
another dunno servant that she had no
use for. Then 1 thought 1 would tell
her my symptoms and how / felt, so
that che would understand the case :;
but that was another inc0Esequence,
she did not need to know those thinge;
moreover, my remark about how felt
was an abuse of language, a misap
p~lication of ter m5-
"One does not fell" she explained;
''there is no such thing as feelirg;
therefore, to speak Of q non existent
thing 81 existent is a contradiction.
Matter has no existence; nothing ex-
lists but mind; the mind cannot feel
pain, it can only imagine it."
But if it hurts, just the same"
ut doesn't A thing which is unreal
cannot exercise the functi ons of re,
ality. Pain is unreal; hence, pain
cannot hurt"
In making a sweeping gesture to in.
dicat9 the act OF ehooing the illusion
Of pain out Of the mind, che raked her
hand on q pin in her dress, said
sou t!' land went trer q lilly on
with her talk. You should never al
low yourself to speak Of how you feel,
nor permit others to ask you how you
are feeling; you should never concede
that IL, nor permit other to talk about
disease or pain or death or similar
non-Cx stences in your presence. Such
talk only encourages the mind to con-
tinue its empty imaginings." Just at
that ptin5 the S5uben nadchen trod en-
the cats tail, and the cat let fly a
frenzy of cat-profanisy. 1 asked,
with caution:
rs a cats opinion about pain val
uable9"
"a cat has no opinion; opinions pro
coed from mild on'y; the lower ami.
mails being ~eternaIly perishable, have
not been granted mind; without mind,
opinion is impossible"