The San Francisco call., 1901-12-22

tirely melted into those streams Of light
and the head had completely disap-
peared.
Count de Rochas in an article In a
paper devoted to science states that he
afterward made a careful examination
with a magnifying glass Of the plates
showing the extraordinary results OF the
experiment, but that he failed to ind any
imperfection in the negative and found no
flaws whatever in the method OF Pho
Biography used. The subject, Lima, upon
recovering her normal state felt no ply
sicaI exhaustion, and aside from a GER
tain languidness was in no way afrected-
She is alive now and still follows her pro-
fession as a model in Paris.
I had a remarkable experience IN Pasa-
dena during my recent visit there. One
q day my maid and were driving out OF
Pasadena along a quiet, shady road when
we met a little. decrepit old man trudging
along laboriously with a staff. As we
neared him he doffed his hat reverently,
and bowling in unison remarked, I've
been wanting to see you." We were
frightened, and one Of US calculated some
thing about robbers, but reassurtng US
with a pacific wave Of his hand he con-
tinued: Yes, it Is you, Calve, that
have been wishing to see." Whereupon
we stopped the carriage and listened.
bronze features set the stamp Of truth on
his utterance. He was a divine mis-
sion from his beloved 'guru'' (teacher) to
gather followers for the great Gautama,
known to Christendom as Buddha- I'M
parting his blessing upon me and receiv-
ing my we'll wishes in return, he turned
away, repeating several times, II will see
you again; will see you again." and
returned, mystifed, to the hotel.
fO
that the keys to my trunks had been lost
during the drive, and was mourning
over this catastrophe when word came
from the Office that a dwarfsh old man
waited at the desk with my keys, but was
desirous of delivering them in person.
consented, thinking that he sought a re-
ward, but on his appearance was amazed
to recognize the same little man whom
had encountered during the drive and who
had disappeared mumbling, IT will see
you again"
I suspected some supernatural agency
and resolved to put it to test. Taking
some dried and withered flowers from a
vase 1 demanded that the dwarf prove
his claims of being the authorized ennis
sary of the Buddhist cult by instantly re-
storing flowers, foliage and stems to their
pristine freshness. He called for a bowl
of water and a cloth, which I gave him.
but I smiled at his simplicity, for the
bouquet had dried to the point Of brittle
ness Nevertheless the little man pro-
ceeded with all confidence, placed the
flowers in the bowl and covered them with
the CLOTH after the accepted manner of
all masters of legerdemain. Then he be-
gain repeating the holy mantra Of Bud
dhism and the sacred a-u-m of his caste,
exercising by various incantations the
spirits of darkness. cOnjuring those Of
light and summoning them to his aid. The
cloth moved, and lifting it away beheId
my dead and shrunken flowers as fresh
and bright as when they came from the
garden sparkling with dew.
1 have cited but a few of the wonderful
experiences which have had in investi-
eating the occult. In conclusion let me
say that I am not a spiritualist, but In