Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1920-03-04

Mo- one says she LnIukS you kuOW
what she means. She says you must
think Of a color. What coIorT Again
LOpa 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, clapped her hands, and the
voice cried out In delight:
"Yesl She says you know who she
is from amber. Amber! Amberi
That's it She says you understand
what her name is from a bell and
from amber. She is laughing and
waving lace handkerchief at me be-
cause she is pleased. She says /
have made you know who it is"
This was the strangest moment of
Eugene,s life, becaHse, while it lasted,
he believed that, Isabel ANDERSON,
speak to him. Though within ten
minutes he doubted it, he believed it
then.
His elbows pressed hard upon the
table, and, his head between his
hands, he leaned forward staring at
the commonplace figure in the easy
chair. "What does she wish to say
to mep
"She is happy because you know
her. NO-she is troubled. Ola
great trouble Something she wants
to tell you. She wants so much to
tell you. She wants Lopa to tell you
This is a great trouble. She says
oh, yes, she wants you to be-to be
kind! That's what she says. That's
1t. To be kind"
''Does She"
"She wants you to be kind" said
the voice. "She mods when 1 tell you
this. Yes; it must be right. She is
a very fine lady. Very pretty. She
is so anxious for you to understand.
She hopes and hopes you will. Some
one else wants to speak to you. This
is man. He says"
II don't want to speak to any one
else" said Eugene quickly. 81
want"
"This man who has come says that
he is friend of yours. He says"
Eugene struck the table with his
fist. Il don't want to speak to any
one else, 1 tell your he cried pas
sionately. eff she is there +" He
caught his breath sharply, checked
himself, and sat in amazement. Could
his mind so easily accept so stipend
Gus thing as true? Evidently it
could!
Mrs. Horner spoke languidly in her
own voice: Did you get anything sat
isfactOryT' she asked. II certainly
hope it wasn't like that other time
when you was cross because they
couldn't get anything for you"
mo, no." he said hastily. 'This
was different. 1t was very interest
Ing"
He paid her, went to his hotel, and
thence to his train for home. Never
did he so seem to move through a
world of dream-stuff; for he knew
that he was not more credulOus than
other men, and If he could believe
what he had believed, though he had
believed it for no longer than a mo-
ment or two, what hold had he or |
any other human being on realityS
His credulity vanished Tor so he |
thought) with his recollection that 1t |
was he, and not the alleged 'LOpa,"
who had suggested the word amber"
Going over the Notifying. plain
facts of his experience. he found that !
Mrs. HOrner, or the subdivision Of |
Mrs. Homer known as 'LOpa," had |
told him to think of a bell and Of
color, and that being furnished with |
these scientific data, he had leaped
to the conclusion that he spoke with |
Isabel Anderson!
For a moment he had believed that |
Isabel was there, believed that she
was close to- him. sntreating hIm-en-
treating him ITO be kind. But with
this recollection q strange agitation
came upon him. After all. had she
not spoken to hIm3 II his own I'M
known consciousness had told the
''psychic's" unknown conaciOusness
how to make the picture Of the pref.
ty brown-haired, brown-eyed lady,
hadn't the true Isabel--Oh. indeed her
very soul l-called to him out OF his
own true memory Of herr
And as the train roared through the
darkened evening he looked out be-
You'd his window, and saw her as he
had seen her on his journey, a few
days ago-an ethereal figure flying be-
side the train, but now it seemed to
him that she kept her face toward his
window with an infinite usefulness.
ITO be kind" If it had been
Isabel, was that what she would have
said? If she were anywhere, and could
come to him through the invisible wall,
what would be the first thing she /