Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-25

ats dear, oldtme friend, Oswald" he con6ded to
his servant. "who has visit from Egypt. We
going to hobnob this evening: We II find
proper place for his Majesty. Bring hammer he
anticipated delight. "Get a hammer and loosen the
lid, so that may have look at this guest from the
land of the Pharaohs
1t took powerful wrench of OSwalds strong arm to
tear loose the hooks
4How old might the niger be, SIR" Oswald asked,
catching view of the dark face within.
Ah-ah-l can't say just to day. the professor
answered, passing his hand his forehead refec
lively "but it's matter of two three thousand
years
He looks it-and as if he's hung in a smokehouse
since Oswald commented.
And poor old Boodha really did; for the long journey,
want of nourishment, and the supplying odors that
had been of the mummy had combined to thrust him
into a temporary Nirvana.
The professor who had left his glasses on the reading
table, peered at the silent, blackfaced figure bending
down to his task in the foolish of shorsghted
people. Lovely, lovey-a beautiful specimen" he ex-
claimed rapturousy.
at gives me the jumps to look at him, Oswald de-
clared
ayes, yes, indeed" Professor Bachmann muttered
thoughtfully. Hes old, old; from Dynasty XXI.
in this inner case "Ah!' he put his hand on the SER
wants arm. Oswald, if this kingly could open his
lips and speak to strange secrets doubt he would
to us impart
He'd yell for somethin' to eat, guess, Sir"
We'll, leave him now I'll All! did you That is
The servant looked at his master curously, inquis
lively; then he said, II guess coughed: I've got lit
tie cold. But don't you think youd better not work anv
more tonight? You not looking any too well, Sir
The professor drew himself up stiffly. "Thank you
Oswald. | am feeling quite well-qute well indeed
That Will be all-you may CO.
The servant bowed with almost equal dignity and the
two men turned their backs each other, Oswald
strdng toward the door, and the professor toward his
writing table. Halfway Bachmann turned quickly
angrlly-WaS the servant laughing at him. It sounded
suspiciously like it!
He stood thus till Oswald had passed through the
door; then with sigh he seated himself and resumed
his writing. Suddenly he raised his head and listened
inently Then he ptoed very softly across the room
to the door, opened sharply and looked out The hall
seat. muttering, @Srange-I could have sworn heard
sigh, laugh or a moan!"
THEN the professors mind reverted to the article in
a philosophical journal he had been reading. 1t
was on most cOngenia theme the possibility of holding
converse with deceased persons. Bachmann firm
believer such manifestations of unconcrete things
Once through medium, he had conversed with a very
ancient and respected Pharaoh named Soti. Probably
the professor mind cropping much among matters OF
antiquity, was more IN adjustment to minds that had
been on earth centuries ago. And also the Egyptians
seemed to have completely mastered the vagaries
OF the soul or life essence by separating
1t. concreting it into what they called
the Ka; therefore to the professor it
seemed extremely reasonable that these
kdS, or ASPECTS being so to
speak, better trained than the modern
elusive spirit, would be likely to
come back to earth and hover about
interested in them.
Dear me, dear mel" the Professor
CALCULATED. "The presence of that
mummy has filled my mind with the
Co.,. memory of that delightful converse
- had with Soti. Delightful. I'm afraid