The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-09-17
Eugene Thought Himself an IDIOT

Eugene Thought Himself an idiot
an taxing nap In cnair7 in Drer:
What the devil did he mean by 1t? He
had not the slightest interest in Mrs.
Horner's naps--or In her teeth, which
were being slightly revealed by the un-
conscious parting Of her lips, as her
breathing became heavier.
How long was he going to sit here
| presiding over this unknown wOman'S
slumbers? It struck him that to make
the picture complete he ought to be-
shooting flies away from her with 8,
palm-leaf fan.
Mrs Horner's parted lips closed
again abruptly, and became COM
pressed her shoulders moved little.
then jerked repeatedly; her small
chest heaved; she gasped, and the
compressed lips relaxed to a slight
contortion, then began to move, whis-
pering and bringing forth indistin-
guishable mutterings.
Suddenly she spoke in loud, husky
voice:
'Topa Is hereT
eyes," Eugene said dryly. "That's
what you said last time. ] remember
Lopa.' She's your control ] think
you said"
"Tm Lopa," said the husky voice.
"rm Lopa herself"
"You mean Pm to suppose you're
not Mrs Horner now?"
'Never was Mrs. HOrnerp the voice
declared speaking undeniably from
Mrs. Horner's lips-but with such con-
viction that Eugene, in spite Of every
thing, began to feel himself in the
presence Of third party, who was
none the less an individual, even
: though she might be another edition
: of the apparently somnambullstic Mrs
: Horner. "Never was Mrs. Homer Z.
/ anybody but just LOpa. Guide" -
"You mean you're Mrs. HOr 4a.,.
guide" he asked.
: "Your guide now" said = 40 vo,ea
with emphasis, to which Nar mean
gruously added low laugh GY@,
came here once before. LOpn semem.
bers." sssaaa6<
"Yes-sO did Mrs. HOr6er.n Aytei~'-
Lopa overlooked his implication, ana
continued quickly: you build. Build
things that 60. You came here once
and old gentleman on this side, he
spoke to you. Same old gentleman
here now. he tell LOpa he's your
grandfather-nO, he says father He's
your father"
"What's his appearanceY' $500,
HQWT gyrl IYTysassStta .-,r
"What does he look like?" ~
Every fine! White beard, but not
long beard. He says some one else
wants to speak to you. See here.
Lady. Not his wife, though. No.
Very fine lady! Fine lady, fine Iadyl"
us it my sister," Eugene asked.
Sister? No. She is shaking her
head. She has pretty brown hair She
is fond of you. She is some one who
knows you very well, but she is not
your sister. She is very anxious to
say something to you-very anxious.
Very fond of you very anxious to talk
to you. Very glad you came here-Oh,
very gladi''
"What is her nameT
Name" the voice repeated, and
seemed to ruminate. Shame hard to
/ getaways very hard for LOpa.
Name. She wants to tell me her name
to tell you. She wants you to under
stand names are hard to make. She
says you must think of something that
makes sound" Here the voice
seemed to put question to an inviss
fble presence and to receive an an-
swer. "a little sound or a big soundP
She says it might be little sound or
big sound. She says a ring-Oh,
Lopa knows She means a bell That's
It, bell"
Eugene looked grave. 'DOes she
mean her name is BelleT'
Not quite. Her name is longer"
Perhaps" he suggested, "she means
thst she was belle"
mo. She says she thinks you know
what she means. She says you must
think of color. What colorT Again
LopR' addressed the unknown but this
time seemed to wait for an answer.
Perhaps she means the color of her
eyesT said Eugene.
mo. She says her color is light
it's light color and You can see
through it."
"Amber?' he said, and was startled
for Mrs Horner, with her eyes still
closed, cIapped her hands, and the
voice cried out in delight:
-Yasi She says you know who she
Is from amber. Amberl Al. berI
That's I'll She says you understand
Ito Be Contlnued.)