Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1901-08-17

unseen world, Is anxious TO pass out
and on to the Niryana Of the faithful.
Yes" continued Mrs. st. George, lin
one Of my many previous lives | wa,
a leopardess. love TO 20 to the park
and watch the leopards and tigers,
great, splendid, tawny pets. think
they know | was one Of them in my
reincarnatlon. Why"
Suddenly she stopped speaking, and
appeared to be listening,
81 am not permitted TO say anything
more on that subject, How do | know9
| am instantly deprived Of the powe.
Of expression as much so as II a hanu
was laid upon my lips Indeed, that
has just been done by one of the
Brothers OF Light
you mean some organization
Yes They are the earth-freed who
have passed on TO the MahatmashiN
those who suffered cruelty here and are
now teaching and guiding, Jesus was
a Brother Of Light"
Are you Mahatma?' inquired
No. | am only a chela or student
But | have progressed far enough to
live a dual existence Like Peter Ib-
betson. dream true; like him, | fret
bNAAhNf an NY nv - NV HB'AN ~ Wv
astral body DO you know what Is on
the other side of death, If we dream
true? Perfect peace and contentmenti
with progress. ! know, because much
of my time Is passed there | am
ready 10 give this form now wear to
the cremationists while / seek higher
plane"
She opened a box that looked as III
i'll. 4 to-.
ton from dressmaher or milliner IL
was a Hindu burial robe OF yellow Grape
cloth. in which she viii be cremated.
A typical sash and bow Of yellow rib
bon decorated the waift and one side.
You have no prejudice against ere
nation"
mo, since one Of the tenets Of our
faith Is that the body is indestructlble
If burned, its ashes and gases rise TO
their destination and enter into some
new combination. II buried they esq
cape through growth and bloom to their
planet, The principle Of life cannot
be destroyed. There will be transmu-
ton and change, but not destruction"
Publishers are awaiting several yol-
umes of poems and essays which will
not be given TO the world until Mrs.
81. George has passed on TO that high
err plane toward which her feet are
steadfastly turned But she has had
her poems published in the newspapers
and magazines OF every state In the
Union. She receives no compensation
for these much-nuoted verses, for her
husband does not wish his wife's tai
ents to be exploited commercially. Mr.
St George Is Of Spanish Mexican lin
cage and is a near relative OF Presi-
dent DiaZ. He IS wealthy and except
In this particular case places no res
trictions on his wifcs literary or pro-
gressive pursuits.
The poet OF the Sierras, JOAQUIN Mil
Ter, Is a great admlrer Of Mrs. 81.
Georges verse and she Is the one wo-
man In literature whose portrait adorns
his cabin His favorite among her
many subjects Is the rne here appended
She considers all her work insplrational
and this one particularly so, In view of
her former reincarnatlon as a leopard
ess:
CAPTIVEs.
Pacing, pacing with tireless feet in your
narrow prison cage.
Breaking your heart for your native
sands in the throe OF your fettered
rage,
While the gnawing, hungry, homesick
pain In your bosom never dies;
oh, desert-born set up as a show for
the curious human eyes.
captive queen OF a tameless race with
the woe In your savage heart
1 feel your hopeless passionate woe In
my own breast stir and start.
Dreaming still OF the burning plainsP
Nay, break from the Ruthless dream.
And shake the bars OF your iron cell
with one Wild desert scream!
You are n tigress 1.-THE and slim, and
! am the woman mold,
And both by the treacherous hand OF
fate TO the prison OF time are sold.
l could lay my head on your tawny
side, and you would listen and
know,