The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1903-12-15
are willing the bet of today goes ovel

are willing the bet of today goes over
| again."
snake yO1r proposition"
| II believe you claim clairvoyance fol
the hypnotee: that he is able to read a
letter that is by no possible means visi
BILE to his physical sight-a sealed let
ter?"
| Not of all hypnotees, by any means
but of Arthur Miller l certainly do SO
| claim
| Good enough. One who can do it is
as good for me as thousand. Fetch
| him along right off,
"Tonight? 1t is impossible. do not
know where to find him at this hour
| But he will be here at noon tomorrow
Come then, and you shall have the
proof you desire"
| "Well, l suppose that will have to go
under the circumstances. shall be
| here, no fear about that"
Mr.. Blanchard was punctual in keep
| ing the appointment and saw with
qualification that Miller, having come
| little early. had already been plunged
into the hypnotic state by the professor
| 80 that no time should be lost. All, how
earnestly he hoped clairvoyance would
prove all that had been claimed for it!
How gladly he would lose that hun
dred dollars even if the widow had
written No In that case he could
lnow where he stood and would sim
ply have to go at her again more de-
terminedly than before.
"He is in superb condition today, fit
for anything that is possible" said the
professor confidently. PUT the letter
in my hands,"
"What letter."
''The sealed one which you wish to
have him read"
"Go to the deuce! If had it don't you
think l could open and read it for my
self?'
''But how is he to read a letter when
there isn't any?'
'But there is-the one that was lost yes
terday through his blunder.''
'Oh, that! You ask what is not possi-
BILE. How can he be put en- rapport with
a letter that is-nohody knows where?
And, even if he could, how would you, if
you do not know what is in that letter,
be able to determine whether he reads cor
rectly, even if he should profess to do
SOP"
Mr.. Blanchard damned his hat upon his
head and rushed out. He cursed the hour
In which hypnotism was invented and that
In which he had ever heard of it,
On the street he met a man named
Pelletreau, whom he always called "a
greasy foreigner not because he had any
knowledge that Pelletreau was greasy,
but for the hate he bore for the fellows
Sn1iIpS wi hay fyryn al
low voyagers with Mrs. Kitely on her re-
turn from Europe. And now it seemed to
him Pelletreau was coming from the di-
rection of her house and wearing greas-
Ter grin of self sufficiency than ever be-
fore. Blanchards soul grew green with
jealousy, and he set out at once in hot
haste to call the widow to account.
But while he is on his way there let us
see what really had become of that letter
Mr.. Rerdan, taking out his handkerchief to
wipe his perspiring brow, pulled it from
his pocket, and it fell unnoticed on the
platform. After having been walked upon
by many persons an elderly commute
picked it up a kind, considerate gentle
man who had sense enough to know it
should be returned to the mail and for
that purpose put 1t In his pocket along
with a letter his wife had given to him
for mailing that morning. He would at
tend to them both the next morning, he
that he did not happen to think of them
until the second day afterward.
But while we have been picking up this
stray thread Of fact Mr.. Blanchard has
reached the widows. She was still in the
mood of the day before, tearfully obstinate
in her refusal to give him any satisfaction
until she realized that she had an unrea-
sonably jealous man to deal with, one
whom it would be well to placate if she
did not wish to break with him altogether.
Then she assured him very earnestly that
she had not seen NJ Pelletreau for at least
month and had no thought of wishing
ever to see him again. Then, having gone
so far, she gave way altogether and adj
mltted that her answer had been Yes"
When the transports of his rapturous joy
had been somewhat Gained he said to her.
but. why, my darling. did you not tell
| me so Yesterday"
Because" she replied. you asked me
what was in the letter, and l didn't feel
as If could tell you then"
| You could not tell me you had given
| me reason to be the happiest of men?''
| "Oh, there was something else! You
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