The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1908-08-11

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had to say. It was not gratified
| Nebelsen, after studying the note
with a confused and angry face
crushed it in his hand and thrust II
into his sash.
| "But mayn't we look?" cried Mrs
Honiton. II should so love to see
what an occult note looks likei"
II am not able to communicate the
contents, said the Chela.
TOO tremendous for our weak
minds to grasp?" inquired Babcock.
| quite right" was the answer; ''tc
read it aloud would not be of advan-
tage, and after this do not think
shall succeed in obtaining any more
results this evening"
The announcement brought back
the former frost in increased sever
ity; eyebrows were significantly lift
ed, and smiles of private incredulity
freely INDUCED in. Nobody had a
/ good word to say for a faith which
was not even able to entertain them
for a single evening.
Mrs. Standard began to send peo-
pie downstairs, where light supper
had been provided. You never touch
supper, | know, Herr Nebelsen," she
said, as she passed him.
Tonight, yes he replied.
"Oh, then, perhaps you will take
some one down by and by" she said,
with a marked contrast to the dis
tinction she had shown him earlier in
/ the evening, and left him standing,
| humbled, but patient, in the empty
/ ing room, where he aroused SYPHILIS
| compassion.
II mustn till I've seen every
body else CO." she said to Babcock,
who was hoping to secure her as his
companion. Nobody has asked that
pretty Miss Chatterton; come with me
and be introduced" When she had
| got rid of him thus, and only few
| scattered couples were left, she went
| up to Nebelsen. ''Will you be very
good and take me down for some sup
peri" she said. Not now, it's crowd
ed, and it will be pleasanter out on
the balcony"
She stepped outside, and he fol-
lowed with reverential submission.
When they were both seated, Sybil
made some ordinary remark; but he
was so long silent that she began to
feel uncomfortable.
At last he spoke. II hat seddled
in my mind to renounce my Mahat-
ma" he said, glancing at her to see
| how she took this tremendous piece
of information.
Have you?" said Syybil, feeling,
in spite of her sympathy, a very
strong inclination to laugh. 'Why?"
Because" said Nebelsen, vehe-
mently, he is so imbolite, he does
not know how to behafe. In Thibet
they are-well, not schendlemen, and
a long time hat borne it patiently.
But tonight it is too much. drusted
all to him-and he leaf me guide
alone! Other Chelas OF less standing
are assisted to make manifestations,
but for me there is noding done. So
from tonight will no longer a Chela
bel chuck up"
Pm so glad" said Sybil. ST think
it's so sensible of you
you do? And you are glad that
I renounce? All, you do not know
how happy you make me when you
say that!.'
And don't you believe in theoso-
ply any more?"
81 beleaf the same as ever-yes.
That tonight ! obtained only few
phenomena makes noding-it is not
uncommon that the will-bower and
magnetic currents will not work
there will be agsidents and break
/ downs-shust as on a railway line.
And, you saw, there did arrive the
/ ledder from my Mahatma.'
"But you wouldn't show 1t to us,
you know"
THAT is where my Mahatma was
so inconsiderate. He writes me a
ledder, but he take care that should
be unable to show it, or read it. l
will tell you, so that you will see
| how insulting he can make himself.
| When l open the note see in Greek
| characters, and forgif me that / re-
peat sucn worts to you at all, but see
written there: DO not a damfool
be!'"
Sybil was obliged to caress her lips
somewhat assiduously with the feath-
cry head of her fan before she could
express her indignation with becom-
ing gravity.
after that, you know. there must
be and end com. And SO tonight l
shall wride him formal resignation.
He has never taken any pains when /
consult him. Sometimes he never an
swers one wort; sometimes the an
swer when it comes is--well, 1t is not
moch. l will tell you one instance.
There is young frient of mine, a
bainter-but you know him, he made
that bad picture of you in the gal
lerie--he is named Campion.'
! "Well?" said Sybil. suddenly seri-
Gus.
Well for seferal weeks he is very
unlucky-a altogether, as you say, of
his golors. He lose his name, his
frients, and his money and his work
i he is i'll, he worries, and he cannot
tell why; and all the time he never
/ guessed till tolt him that it was all
caused by one leedle ogly idol"
/ And when you told him." said
i Sybil, did he believe it?"
UAt fYcf--no. h,it Il, tha arI xar