St. Tammany farmer., 1911-01-14
Copyright 1902 by W. G. chaDm.n tcopyrisht er.. britain,

three weeks, and never more than the
poorest clientele. One hour after
had gone, so I learned afterward, I
was summoned to the house of Mr..
Van Wybergh, the millionaire, to at
tend a member of his family who was
dangerously i'll. The case would have
meant five hundred dollars to me.
And to-day l lost my last five-dollar
gold piece out of hole in my pocket" :"
We'll, well, let's see,' said Brodsky.
If / remember, you fellows at the hos
pital used to be famous poker players.
Let's play few rounds" He took a
pack of cards from table drawer and
dealt the hands. I had the king,
queen, nine and eight of hearts and
the eight of spades. l threw away
the spade and drew Brodsky drew
three
had finished in hearts-king,
queen, ten, nine and eight. l laid
them upon the table Then l looked
again and gasped. What / had
thought to be the king was the knave.
/ had straight flush.
That's no symptom of Ill luck"
said the doctor, smiling. Suppose
you deal hand"
This time l dealt myself two pairs.
l threw the odd card away. Of course
a full hand rewarded me. Brodsky
had a single pair of threes.
We'll, that's the way l said bitter
ly. Its like the Van Wyberg mat
ter. If we had had money on the
game l shouldn't have drawn any
thing"
That's true," said Brodsky, but if
you will recollect, you thought four
straight flush was a simple flush;
you mistook tae knave for the king.
In other words, you are not in condi-
tion to seize your chance when it
comes to you.'
What have I done to deserve this
'streak'?'' l cried.
my dear fellow" said the doctor,
there is no such thing as good luck
or bad Everything that happens,
from the fall of a kingdom to the stub
bing of ones toe, is the product of in
Vulnerable circumstances. Every event
is the result of some action committed
either in this or in some previous
life; and so the world goes on, intri-
cately interconnected, until the puzzle
picture shall have been put together
and the Karmic law fulfilled.
1.-THE soul is the guardian in each
of us that determines our destiny
In some, it is phenomenally alert to
pick it's path clear through the diff
culties that beset its charge. In others
it loses for the time this discrim-
mating faculty-and then bad luck
follows. Had your soul been alert,
it would have warned you, by instinct,
for example, not to invest in the stock
market Offices until Van Wybergh's
messenger came. 1t would have told
you to put the gold piece in some
other pocket.
But take courage. Every misfor-
tune means that so much the less i'll
luck remains for you. Your luck will
turn
Its too late," l answered moodily.
Il would rather go through life suffer
ing the normal calamities than have
them heaped upon me like this. Isn't
there any way to change this
'streak'?"
"Yes, there is way" said Brodsky.
''You can deceive your soul for awhile,
for the soul is by no means omnipot-
ent, and it is as amenable to sugges-
tion as a man in hypnotic slumber.
For instance, good luck attends the
flinging of an old shoe after bridal
pair. Why? Simply because this act,
which is one that originally symbol
lied the infiiction of intense humilia-
ton, suggests misfortune to this
watchful guardian, and automatically
| it endeavors to counteract it. So, too,
| in the legend of Job, and as in the
| Grecian myth of Polycrates and the
ring, good luck brings about a reversal
| automatically. Humiliation and abb
| lection gave back to Job more success
than he had ever had before. Incl,
| dentally, have you not seen the gam.
bier rise up from the card table and
turn his chair round-an act which
| hypnotizes the soul into the belief
that it must bring about some change
| in circumstances? But, though man
| can change his fortune, he cannot
| permanently affect it. He can draw
| upon the bank of success, but after
ward he has to pay back all that he
has taken
II don't care what happens after
ward,' cried desperately. Give me
two years of happiness and worldly
success; give me back my wife, my
home, my money; then let fate do hel
worst to me. Can you do that@
cried tauntingly.
Eyes, / can," replied the doctor
But first think well what you are
asking. Is your mind resolute?'
"It is"
The doctor was looking at me oddly
His eyes seemed to burn through me
and / felt incapable of averting mine
Strike that match you are holding,
he said in low voice.
I had taken a match to relight m.
cigar obediently lit it and watched
the fame go creeping down the wood
Come with me-" said the docto
rising. "You shall have what yo'
have asked for"