Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-13

she meant. 1t seemed a fantastic theory.
''Fabert will do well enough" she all the
time insisted. Fabert is the physician.
ITO begin with. they can never hypnotic
mel" he laughed arrogantly,
Il can make you sIeep!' she said-and
did it. In a few days the strong willed,
ject that either of the other men could
hypnotize him.
Then:
Make Fabert sleep" she said LAS he
him in the dark (She made
gesture as If gropingD This the be-
ginning of the psychic relays.
Il shall never forget our first experience.
have 1t from the disciple. .'Fabert was
sleeping in the big arm chair. Marcella
stood swaying in her sleep as usual-she
never sits. Up to then we had but tested
her lucidity. dlsplacing objects behind her
back or in another room. She would de-
scribe them. l was on the point of choos-
ing book for the test object. when. be-
fore l could make any motion toward 1t.
Marcella spoke:
1T is book. The title is Physiological
Aesthetics by Grant Allen
Georges and l were simply dumbfound-
ed as much by the Corsican girls pronun-
citation of the English words as by her
reading Of my thought. Georges. standing
by the window. made me a quick sign of
intelligence and called to her:
What do see now. Marcella?
q woman. She has turned the corner. You
no longer see her. She stops to chat with
another woman. They go on. Together
they enter bakery"
And She followed the woman from
the bakery to the street-back to their own
house. 1t was the wife of the janitor that
Georges had chosen.
Run down and ask her what she did,
whispered Claude feverishly, and when
Georges came back confirming every step
as Marcella had described IL. they had such
need to ask her questions and acquaint
Fabert with the prodigy that they walked
both.
Could See the Past.
ct Is simply that reach out and take
Fabert when we both Sleep" she insisted
shamefacedly. with strange hesitations
Once my mother and three other women did
it in a storm. to find a colt that had stray
ed. Another time. when my cousin was kill
ed by the petris. she and four others of
our vendetta went to sleep and saw that
1t was really Angelo Pietri who pushed him
over the cliff.
Saw q thing in the paSt?'
Yes said Marcella.
Gould you see thing in the paste"
Surely if l had help enough.
When 1 find the others in the dark use
their strength. 1t is a question of united
strength. Send Georges and Fabert both
to sleep, then me. If l can find them why
should l not see anything you wish?''
They Will not write book about the
psychic relays. At the present hour there
are not fifteen men in Paris who know how
far they have gone with them-and the
theory which they have built up around
them. Only this Is known-as you will
shortly perceive-these three men, with
their confidants, claim to have practically
done away with time and space. AS to
notoriety, they scorn il.
"You see.'' said this disciple to NEAL 1
know is due to his indiscretions, which he
now bitterly regrets-"you see. the thing is
so colossal that fame or money making
shrink beside II into nothingness. What
has appeared distorted ridicuiously incom-
plete in Paris papers frightens IA. her
than gratifies them. The rumors on which