Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-12-13


iM&I[NA with snap. The pipe continued
W88E1L IIS%N to smoke with unCOncern that was
diScOnCertlng, to say the least.
Eminent scientists have long argued against the
presence in the dictionary OF the word impossible,
holding with tenacity that the expression is but an
arraignment of mental ncapacty. They have
pointed their observations by stating that had we
never seen a COW, and had some returned traveller
from another bourn disclosed to us his discovery
of an animal that possessed a leg at each corner,
was equipped with square head ornamented with
long curling horns at end, and Sem1prehenS1le
whplash of griste and snew at the other we should
probably rise in wrath, srnlte said traveller on
the occiput, and hail him as liar.
On the other hand, there are not wanting sup
posedv sane individuals who smile toerantly when
a tiny pratter cries Oh. see the pretty horsy!
and then spend useful moments in explaining that
one does not really the horse, but merely thinks
he does which of course, IS about as satisfactory
as eating an imaginary flet de bent: Hence it may
be argued that the four persons in ededah Glitter
drinks room did not really the pipe smoking it.
self. but merely thought they did, deduction that
does not change the real facts in the iota
/ that he was really awake and. far as he could
then Judge in his right mind, he removed Madam
Claire from the floor and wedged her INTO chair
Then he devoted himself to such explanations as he
could offer and begged her to place herself in
trance state; for he wanted information Madam
Claire breathed stertorousy from her garlic laden
interior, and wheezed twice
Pull down the blinds, she said. and get the
room as dark you can, and then began to stitfen
as to her joints Professor Fosterberg and the dean
still chung together like pair OF frightened lawns,
and Tedediah sobbed convulsivey the floor.
Madam Claire grew livid of face; her eyes closed,
and she began to groan. She stltfened more and
more in her chair and finally relaxed with gasp
Her face grew pale by slow degrees and she gurged
inwardly. Professor Fosterberg so far commanded
his terror that he shook off the dean and advanced
gingerly to the side of the medium.
Detective Mulrooney turned to him. " You know
ANYTHING about this game! he inquired.
But little confessed the professor
Suddenly Madam Claire began to speak, per-
haps it would be better to say speech emanated
from her mouth 1t childish treble and bore
within it the bubble of inherent laughter Il am
Bright Eyes" announced the voice Il am the
daughter of the plains. l come hither from the
spirit world at the call Of
"Never mind the embroidery" admonished Null
rooney. What do you know of Horace Hazeltne?"
write the name on paper and press it to the
mediums forehead! commanded the treble voice.
II her control and it may be that she will read
it to me-
Professor Fosterberg did this at the detectives
request, and the voice began again.
"The of whom you ask is in deep trouble"
it said 1T is neither here Thereon the earth
plane. and yet not on the earth plane; upon the
spirit plane and yet not upon the spirit plane. 1t
is with u.s. but not of us; and yet many things
possible.
"And that's about clear mud to me- said
Murooney in low tone Then he raised his voice
lively and turning to his companions went If
we could only Horace once, maybe he could do
his own talking
There three gurgles from the medium. and
she began to wrthe in her chair The cords on her
hands stood out in bold relief.
SUDDENLY Jedediah rose from the floor and
~ pointed st1y with his finger His tangled hair
seemed to resolve itself into excellent imitation
OF rubcund d. porcupine and he screamed, Look!
In the chair"
outline of an impalpably tenuous shape began to
form itself The pipe dropped to the floor with