The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1908-07-28

/ bGWdESs yOu GdunOI way Will
me-" said Nebelsen, seriously.
Il was not proposing to play will
you," retorted Campion, who wa:
gradually forgetting his annoyance
"Now can't you tell me what it's al
about"
"You hat procured som Indian yog
| to help you to indimitate Mees Els
wort to betroth herself to you; yor
hat dabbled in magic of the left-han6
side. Well, If you are mystic, / also
am mystic, and behindt me is my
ever-honored Mahatma, Shang Gasba
1t is White Magic against the Black
II and my master against you an6
your mendicant fakir; think what
chances hat you"
ut sounds sporting" said Cam.
pion; "but, my dear, good man
you're talking arrant bosh. I'm not
a mystic, don't enter into unholy al.
liances with Indian beggars, I'm not
acquainted with sacred mendicants;
but / should not have imagined they
would be of much assistance in Eu-
ropean love affair.
The Chela passed his hand across
his forehead with bewildered air,
You are speaking the truth, he said
81 feel it; all the time / was won
dering that your aura could of SO
favorable a COLOR remain. Still, If
it is not yogi. and you are not to
blame, why did you bainG yogi in
mystical Observation-Disclosures hat you
seen such thing? It is very guri-
ous."
"I've done a more curious thing
than that" said Campion, "and ]
know just as little how / came to do
it,"
Nebelsen sat down opposite to
Campion and laid hand upon his
knee at may perhaps be that only
theosophy can supply the exblana-
ton. Forgif me that I so hasty was,
and tell me what it is you do not I'M
derstandt."
There was kind of ponderous in
nocence about this Germanized Nor
wegian which was rather engaging,
and Campion found himself complete
ly disarmed by it.
Shall II" he said well, it can
do no harm, and at all events, you
are sure to believe me-" And he told
him how cruelty and inexplicably his
portrait had been altered, and how
everything had been persistently
going wrong ever since.
The Chela heard him with the
deepest attention, and when he had
finished, touched him on the breast
with his forefinger to emphasize the
Importance of what he was going to
say.
There are beop1e who would tell
you in my blaze that it was case
simply of UNCONSCIOUS celebration. /
say-bah!"
But you're not going to confine
yourself to that explanation?" said
Campion.
"At first confess I was gomblete-
ly buzzled. Now I com to the gon-
clusion that you are being molested
by one of those semi-intelligent grea-
ture of the astral light which we call
'elementals' whom you hat attracted
into your neighborhood.
"Ah?" said Campion, gravely.
"You see, you are evidently what
in our philosophy is termed 'sensi-
tive and your spirit has perhaps be-
com odylized by the aura Of this dis
ingarnate personality, this elemental,
until between your own astral part
and disembodied spirit an identity of
molecular vibration is at times es-
tablished-is that clear?"
Simplicity ITSELF" said Campion.
as it not?" said the Chela, highly
delighted with his own perspicacity;
"and now you understands"
"But what does this thing mean
by spelling my canvass" demanded
Campion.
Probably it could not itself tell
you; in these elementals there is CUR
ious blayfulness.
IF mat is an elementa1's notion
of fun, can't follow him." said Cam
pion. "Well, Herr Nebelsen, you
have found theory, but / want
something more. / want to get at
that elemental and punch his head
and take his fun out of him. I dare
say you will say that is impossible
and I'm much OF the same opinion
myself. But you must have some
remedy to suggest?"
"A remedy? oh, yes!" said the
Chela; there is one which all in
itiates recognize as very goot against
hostile elementals; send to your
apotheke for one--or bedder, for two
ounces of inter, and put them in a
plate with one ounce vitriol--it will
drive him away-most likely"
Campion could retain his gravity
no longer-he roared with laughter
why not beetle-poison?" he said
most disrespectfully. MY dear sir
can't help it. I'm afraid you cant
assist me very much, though it's kind
of you to wish to try"
Let me try still MORE" said the
Chela. "You laugh now; some day
perhaps, you do not laugh. On {
word from you, l will blaze all my
occult faculties in your service.
will even-though it will probabl,
make him very cross-with my ven
cradle Mahatma communicate.
Campion shook his head laughing
ly. mo, no, my dear Herr Nobel
SEM" he said. Its only fair to tel
YOU can't believe in all these things
They seem to Inc the merest moon
| shine.