The San Francisco call., 1904-07-24

dazzling NelNetS, Spiendluly caring OF
color and sewn close with jewel and
spangle ia lavish barbaric patterns;
tall hats with rare aigrettes and bril-
liant shoes by -, Calcutta, complete
the royal outfit. They tumbled out
other lovely loot in the search for the
clothes-glorious shells from the Natal
beach IN Africa, ostrich feathers as
picked from the tree, exquisite en-
broideries from Japan, a cane
"Indians" 1 questioned.
There are $40 pieces of wood Of diff
ferent kinds in that" the professor in
formed me. handing the cane along.
THAT was given to me by the Guru
Mahadevasram-'
I'm take the rest on trust" I said
hurriedly, as he showed me the Gurus
picture, a small, frail child, upon whose
slim shoulders hang the destinies Of
many thousands of Hindoos.
They also entertained us" said ma
dame; ''the little boy sat in state and
his mother had to peep through crack
in the door"
Did any of them show you any
magic?" 1 asked then.
Mr.. Zancig looked at Mrs. Zancig and
both laughed, little uncertainty. "Oh,
yes" said the professor, most of it
very good, but quite explainable. Still,
the Hindoo magicians will do, right on
the open street and wearing only loin
cloth. tricks that our magicians cannot
do on the stage" y
But ! mean real magic-the kind
Max Muller tells about" I persisted.
There was one strange thing
itated the professor.
'Ah, that's what I want" I encour-
aged.
We'll, this I can't account for" the
professor owned. L had given a per-
Torrance for the Prince Asmon-etc.-
and he asked me afterward if I should
like to see some native magic, promis-
ing me 1 should if l would not be
afraid. OF course said l wasn't afraid
and placed myself in the hands of the
magician. Well he took me one mile.
two miles, three, four, perhaps five
miles, into the jungle. There we went
into a tiny grass hut that had a rock
covered with a skin as a seat at one
side. he made me a motion to sit
down. L sat down. Then he asked me to
close my eyes-he seemed to go into
sort of trance. Of course 1 Thought of
hypnOtism, and kept saying: Am I
all right? l am all right l am all
right There was utter silence, only
for a little rustic of dry leaves then
the fakir told me to open my eyes and
not speak. WeIP'-the professor looked
at me doubtfully, and with an evident,
elaborate honesty in his gray eyes-'I
shouldn't like to exaggerate, but 1
should say there were 300, perhaps 500,
snakes in that hut, squirming all over
that man and lifting their nasty, fiat
heads all round my feet, but never at
tempting to strike me- l will admit a
peculiar sensation. The fellow didn't
need to tell me not to speak 1 couldn't
Then he told me to shut my eyes
again. got them shut somehow. 1t
looked like a long while until he told
me to open them. AS before, there
wasn't the slightest noise and not a
durn'-pardon me-snake when
opened them
Best snake story ever heard, pro-
fessor," 1 testified heartily.
"A fact, though" he smiled. "Of
course you can't believe it. 1 don't
But 1 saw theml You can say I'm still
guessing" as he saw me make a note
OF it.
ana now won't you do something
for me?" 1 asked, no snakes. thought
Certainly" Mr. Zancig said and
went over TO table whereon Law
couple Of common black wooden states
Now, if you viii write something on
here and he handed me one Of the
states, Madame Zancig will write it on
her slate in the other room"
The little lady took her slate into an
inner room, and then as I wrote.
Java, Carrots, Naishapur. The Cau
Of the Wild Mayor Schmitz." etc. etc
on my slate, she scribbled them down
on hers, ten feet away from me. with
her back to me, without any possibility
on earth that she could have seen what
] wrote, and all with the cool air of
one making out a laundry list.
But the professor. There is where
the effort comes. He sat by me. 2 LONG
nervous finger pressed against his
temple, the pupils Of his keen gray
eyes darkening and dllating. his whole
body tense. charged, with coneentrative
viii. Then, at his command, she saw
pictures that we looked at. added IN
enormous sums on the states before
us-much more quickly than I could
and occasionally more rapidly than
the professor-read the morning paper
that held in my hands, saw the rose
1 wore, informed me there were twelve
stones in a pin / had on-a fact before
unnoted. In fact Madame Zancig
saw all that the professor saw-and
some things that he had not willed her
TO see. For instance in seeing" a scar
on the brow she saw" the hair above
it, in reading a headline in the paper
she saw the picture below it.
And there is no question of collusion
A code Of signals that would include
the variety Of phenomena in the ex-
hibition would be infinitely more won
derful than the employment of tele-
pathy- Quite frequently not a word
passes between the two. The professor
taps the figure or word with his chalk,
one tap. Madame answers to it as
readily as to the now that he usually
employs. Nor can the law of coinci-
dence explain the case. Personally. for