The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1905-09-09
NEW hooks.
Tim IIendsrson's Occult wiokedness.


-orkman among others. Mr.. Z. F. Benson,
IN. eminent author Of "Dodo," describes
a Nile sunset In opening his new novel,
.The Image In tho Sand" u. B. Appinoott
Company, Philadelphia). This sunset took
nlaoe at Luxor. It was considerably more
than fine or handsome, It was miracle
and intoxication OF Kaleidoscope color.
The Libyan hills across the river flushed
into rose color incredibly soft and tender
and included ethereal pinks and maddeys
whose beauty, great as 1t was to begin
with, still managed TO enhance itself mo-
msDtly. Al the zenith the color was
luminous turquoise, but toward the west
arm horizon It was turning green, a trans
lucent, watery green like the living internal
lpht OF aquamarines.' II was as hand
some as an aquarium, and the Nile, re-
neoting the color and modifying It, was
a sheet Of patinated bronze
We too love sunsets, and we wish that
70 might tell all. We hate to leave the
,mall feeces OF rosy cloud that hung In wisps
and corded streamers above the topmost
rau,parts OF tho hills. A complicated
sunset grows extremely interesting as We
proceed to disseot II. It includes. properly.
the landscape and the people on which
and on whom the witohery Of its color may
be cast--light blue and deepest indigo.
Donkeys and donkey boys. English tourists
With Baedeker's necessary book, brown
faced, milky toothed Arabs with meager
shins, mature ladies Of the Occident with
white pith helmets and blue goggles, native
brown women filing their porous water
tugs with Nile water. blacklist Nubians
ssunterins with thundercloud effects.
vsnders vending green vanished scarabs
and blue glazed figures warranted to have
come straight from the tombs Of the kings.
crescendos and fusues and climaxes Of
color jumbled In tumultuous melody
these are In the Nile sunset as the Egyptian
sun sinks behind the Libyan hills.
A clean shaven English gentleman NOV
ing with the moderate motion Of his kind
Is in the foreground Of this splendid scene.
With him his daughter, "a girl Of not moro
than IS, tall and with the poise and carriage
Of q goddess Who does not love an English
eirl described by an English novelistf Sir
Henry Jervis's daughter Ada was Ada,
sole daughter OF his house and heart, with
hair that shone like gilded halo round
her head. 1T was pale gold In color, Of an
extraordinary thickness, and growing low
Oh her forehead Her eyes were pure
violet, her lower lip dropping and tender,
hsr nose little tip tilted. She wore white,
including q sort of white Eton jacket. In
her belt she had tucked couple Of yellow
sprays Of mimosa. Her big tapping straw
hat was trimmed with huge scarlet bow.
H. L. -
Egypt. She felt in her bones the approach
Of . sirocco. She said very prettily Of this
tonid wind, addressing herself to Jim
Henderson: 1T comes from my bones.
sirooco starts in the middle Of my spine,
like the vibration Of q kettle on q boil.
From there 1t runs up to my brain, where
1t edervesces and tingles. wonder you
can't hear it; 1t is behaving like this glass
Of apollinaris. From there, no doubt, It
takes . leap to the southwest and comes
back again externally
jim Henderson was an inquirer. Sir
Henry Jervis said Of Jim Henderson: He
has inquired far. He has systematized
q rat deal that has hitherto been vague.
and be is now working and putting his
theories to the test Of practise. In par
ticular he has studied ancient Egyptian
doctrines concerning the immortality Of
the soul, and has found that they suggest
possible means Of communication with
souls that have crossed the bridge or are
waiting to cross, in . manner hitherto un-
dreamed of-materia llzation, for instance,
he has some ideas about that"
Jim Henderson, indeed, was great enough
to have been one Of the Vermont Eddys.
He had obtained possession Of an amulet
which controlled the ghost Of Set-nekht.
an ancient Egyptian architect. The ghost
Of Set-nekht was essentially violent and
wicked. 1t was kept quiet by the power
Of the amulet. Jim Henderson smashed
the amulet and let loose the powers OF
Set-nekht, merciiully confined during sew
sral thousand years. So,
Sir Henry Jervis was an ardent
spiritualist. He wished to communicate
with his dead wife. His zeal occasionally
overcame his grammar. We find him COM
planning Of the limited powers Of the medium,
Abdul, at page 80. He says there: my
dOdi my Godi 1t is only her voice that he
can bring to mo. And I would give my
immortal soul for the sight and the touch.
Her 1t is her want to sec again. Sir
Henrys death Is an incident Of tho tragical
story.
Ida Jervis loved Jack Carbery, and en-
gagged herself to him. Jim Henderson,
Who loved her. set his occult power to
work. He hypnotized Ida. He poured
forth bis peculiar powers about her Lon
don dwelling In Davies street. The story
says at page 34s: His hands quivered
With the mysterious magnetic force which
was ioaming out from him in flood toward
her. 1t was like that that he pictured 1t
to herself torrent rushed down Davies
street and swirled about the door Of her
house. Through the door 1t passed un-
hindered, and. like an upward gushing
fountain, mounted and mounted till it
burst into her room and surrounded her,
foaning and bubbling.'
theoretically, this hood was irresistible,
Ida should have hoated down on 1t into
the arms OF Jim Henderson. Fortunately
for Jack Carbery, there were counter agents.
They dosed Ada with chloroform. She
bit Jacks finger to the bone, but at tho last
the chlorform overcame the influence
Of the wicked dead Egyptian. The faith
full Abdul, who loved Ada. went out and
died for her. drowning himself in the
Thames, under the shadow Of tho Houses
Of Parliament. Incidentally. he pit an end
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