Evening star., 1901-03-09
THE MISSING RING.
The Story of Magic Lantern Seance
and Young Man in Love.
From the Indiana

The Story of a Magic Lantern Seance
and a Young Man in Love.
| From the indianapolis Press.
Thomas Schureman, who lives on Holly
| avenue, in West indianapolis, a few weeks
| ago made a bad loan, and in lieu of the
| money, he was overwhelmed with the bor-
rower's gratitude and magic lantern The
| gratitude, thought Schureman, was without
practical value, but the magic lantern
might be pressed into service. The machine
| was set up and a number of private exhi-
bitions were given, attended by Mr.. SEIZURE
| man, the operator and Mr.. Schureman's
| dog, Blk.
state of perfection was reached in the
course of time, and the other night, a
number of friends were invited to the
Schureman home to witness the first public
exhibition of the collection of slides. I'm
fortunately for the host, he invited man
who was engaged to a girl. The man
could not appear on time, but the girl took
her chair at the hour set. The seat at
her side was reserved for the young man.
Half the performance was over when
Schuremans assistant at the door was in
terrupted in his observation of the pictures
by the appearance of the beIated young
man. where's Miss Heustis sitting?" he
asked.
AS well as the darkness would permit
and it might be said that the room was as
dark as dark could be-the usher directed
the new arrival to the seat reserved for
him.
Here said Mr.. schureman, bringing the
picture into focus, I'VE find real Japan
Japan unsullied by contact with the west
ern world Of commerce, far from the"
Just then a girl sitting three chairs from
the front felt her hand pinched, and saw
vaguely young man take his seat at her
side.
Great Scott, JESSIE said the voice in
her ear, emerging from the blackness, I've
had the most dreadful time finding this seat
in the dark. That fellow at the door said
1t was no use, that people coming in late
ought to sit wherever they could. l told
him 1 had to sit by you and that 1 was
going to sit there or break up the meeting.
He wasn't on, you see. Geei Oh! Jessie,
I'm 50 glad I found YOU You don't
For generations this imposing imper-
sonation of the god has watched over its
thousands of worshipers. India-India, the
land of mystery, philosophy and age-has
at last found the germ of progress buried
in its breast"
''Sh" said the young mans girl, 81 don't
know what you are talking about. 1 can't
hear Mr.. Schureman; keep STILL
"Ha, ha," chuckled the young man, lust
as though you cared for the old lecture
You said you'd be glad when the room was
"And, now," continued Mr.. Schureman's
voice, "here is one of the Indian fakirs,
bowed with the weight of years, hoary with
age. What secrets of nature has he mas
tered, what great philos-"
Jessie" said the voice in the ear of the
girl. It was command voice this time.
''Sh! she whispered back. Keep STILL"
"And now, after many weeks in this land
Of mystery and age and ruin, we turn with
feeling Of relief, perhaps, toward the
shores of our own native land
Jessie"
"What? Sh! Stopr'
you're not wearing my ring? What does
this mean? Have you taken it off? Have
you ceased to"
Ssh, keep still; want to listen.'
From the Californian shores we can al
ready discern the smoke of our great fac
tories. We get a breath of the energy OF
our crowded streets; we feel the rush and
jostle of our enterpri-"
isn't that pretty?" whispered the girl.
what do care for that when you-Oh.
JESSIE mine."
What land is greater than this? What
nation stronger; where the flag more honor
ed, more revered than our own stars and
stripes?"
And as the lights fared up to a violin ac-
compartment, the young man discovered
why he had missed Jessies ring. 1t was
another girl