Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-10-26

Nora was really sorry that her friend
was not at home. 1t was not that
conventiona1ities were being sllghted.
The woman who came weekly to help
keep their well-managed little mousse
! hold in order was there.
It was because of the interest
aroused in Rosale by DR.. Findlay
which, despite her self-absorption,
Nora had not failed to note. About
this interest Nora knew she was not
mistaken, though it did not in the
least accord with the kindly, laugh
ing manner in which Rosalle had
chaffed her about the young ply
stefan.
There were other things about Ro-
sale to ponder, as Nora realized and
perhaps Newton Findlay also. But
nothing in his charming ease of man
ner betrayed it.
with Nora, indeed, Newton Findla5y
was very different person from the
enlist that Resale found in him.
His warm sympathy, for instance,
with the loneliness of Jean Halde,
mans unselfish nature-he showed
by Nora that he knew the nurses
story-would doubtless greatly have
surprised Rosalie. There was about
Nora frank comradeship, in .pl-
femininity of charm Of which she
was so evidently unconscious. one
realized how far the arts of the siren
were from this lovely girl on Wnolh
nature had so freely laVlshed lnho-
cent entertainments.
1t was not until Dr. Findlay made
ready to leave that he referred to
the matter uppermost in Morals mind
his promise to investigate the mes
sages received through Rosalie, and,
as. far as possible, the news of Rog-
er's death which had come via the
ouija board.
II am glad to note, Mrs. Mason"
he said. that you have kept your
promise to avoid dwelling on the
problems we discussed when I was
here before. So / must keep mine
and tell you what I have thought
out in the matter"
Nora said nothing. Her midnight
ordeal, during which she had striven
with all the power of her soul to
find her husband in the spirit-land,
was not for this man to hear, even
though he sought to. help her. He
called Roger, who did not come
Roger who could not come-because
he was dead. That matter was set
tied.
What yet remained was, If pos
sible, to clear Rosalie of the hateful
doubts which obtruded themselves de-
terminedly;; Perhaps DR.. Findlay
listening intently.
IT must admit at the outset, Mrs.
Mason, that I do not believe in sur
vival, although many men in my pro-
fession, far more eminent than /
can ever hope to become, are assured
that the spirit lives on and that per-
sonality, individuality and identity
endure.
II agree to this extent--that the
entity called spirit is probably not
there is a continuation ever since
I first witnessed that dissolution of
soul and body which we call death
I'VE know what becomes of the
body. 1t is never utterly destroyed,
but in returning to the earth from
which it came, identity Is lost-ut-
the logic of the analogy, as related
! to the soul.
"Just as the body again becomes
part of the earth mass, so, I fear
I say fear, because I would give
much to feel it was =, not sq. ttnis
mass, call it what you viii; eternal
mind, cosmic consciousness, God,
whatever it may be. One can form
no definite conception of the nature
of this all-embracing spirit cosmos.
1t is idle to speculate concerning 1t.
| But II uOeS SeeH 10 IIlc IidL III
some such way the spirit is reab-
sorbed. just as the body is reabsorb-
ed by mother earth. Personality.
identity are no more. 1t IS not
pleasing prospect, for to us it means
the utter loss of those we love. I'M
mortality, when reduced to terms of
mere continuance, with all Individual
ity swept aside, cannot console us
in the least"
| ITO Be Continued)