The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1917-03-16

CONFESS That l was only able TO accom-
plish my object gradually, by pretend
ing that it vas what you in America
call the Emmanuel Aforementioned
named after myself, l think. In other
words, / gained her confidence by a
quiet conversation, darkened the room,
focused her attention, and then
brought out my glass ball and got her
to stare at it under the belief that she
was OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES form OF
hypnotism, Of course. In the end she
fell asleep. Then I left her and brought
in Field. He knew my plans, and.
skeptical as he was, he was willing
that l should try rather than risk the
probability that his wife would become
incurably insane.
81 set him in a chair. DO you think
l asked him, that you have enough
confidence in me to sit there, perfectly
still, no matter what happens? 1t de-
ponds largely upon your ability to do
this whether or not / can effect a
cure
HE promised faithfully, and I turned
to his wife. She was seated in her
chair. unconscious, exactly as l had
ordered her to. Lota!' l said softly.
Her lips Gnoved and she murmured
something. 1t was evident that this
abnormal personality was in command,
as / had expected it to be.
"Lota,' 1 said to her, what is the
dearest wish of your heart? Is it not
n ho ril of fhof nonncfor w,hn Eoono
you from your lover?'
YES she answered, nodding her
head and gazing at me blankly. Yes
."'Would you kill him, Lota,' l con-
tinued, if you knew that in doing so
you would die also? For your souls
are so subtly bound together that, in
the act of striking the blow, you your
self would die. You would kill your
body to win your souls freedom"
my dear Emmanuel" interrupted
Tarrant, "that sounds to me like jar
gon. Is that sound doctrine?"
mo, of course not" answered the
doctor briskly. ct is pure rubbish.
But under hypnotism one believes
whatever the operator says. And it
was lny purpose to get Mrs. Field to
kill her husband, in imagination, and,
in SO doing, to kill herself-also in
imagination. AS l said, the phantom
personality that possessed her could
only live over again the episodes of
the past. Mrs. Field had already tried
to end her husbands life in the same
manner as the priest had destroyed it,
ten thousand years before-with a flint
knife. Now, if l could get her to be-
lieve that the same climax had oc.
Cured again, both Lota and the At
lantean would be blotted out at a blow
and Cynthia would come to the surface
forever. Do you understands"
Tarrant nodded, half skeptically.
and Emmanuel continued:
eyes she answered, I would kill
him if l could, even if 1 died too
'"Then take this flint knife 1 said.
Go to where he sits in that chair, and
stab him through the heart
"And this was the crucial moment.
for there is one exception to the rule
that the hypnotized person obeys
every suggestion of the operator. He
will never commit a crime. That has
been shown over and over again! con-
science persists, and, gentlemen, If
ever there were needed proof of the
existence of a moral order, you have it
there. Would she stab him? If so.
then she was verify Lota and not
Cynthia Field. r
81 placed the weapon in her hand
and she arose, poised herself, and sud.
denly springing forward, caught Field
around the neck with one arm, raised
the other hand, and struck him to the
heart with all her power. He fell from
the chair. An instant later she had
sunk down upon the floor, uncon.
scious.
well, that was the end of Lota, gen.
tlemen. She fulfilled her purpose and
disappeared. 1t was Cynthia Field who
awakened, never to disappear again.
AS for Field, he often begged me to
try to complete his own personality,
but 1 had already had experience of
that and l declined to do 80. l made
him fight his battle alone. 1t was a
hard struggle; but under his wife's
loving ministration he gradually won
his victory, and if ever the shadowy
Atlantean stirs in his heart, n look
into his wife's eyes dlssipates nll his
fears"
But l thought she killed him!" ex.
claimed Paul Tarrant.
80, that episode" laughe. the doc
tor. 81 forgot to explain that. II
wasn't really a knife, you know; il
was a very mushy banana that had
taken from the dinner table. Bat she
thought it was a flint knife-and SO II
answered its purpose"
Copyright, 1917. by W.. G.. Chapman.)