The New York herald., 1921-02-28
.CHALONER PRAISES
DEVIL ASA TIPSTER
But Satanic Majesty Just Gets
Busy Handing Out Winners
When Asylum Looms.
AMAZING CHRISTMAS EVE
Charlotte Corday Rattles Off
Life History-Mrs. Howe
Bare of Clothes in Court.

1t could not be noticed that there were
any among the 900 persons in the Cort
Theatre yesterday afternoon who blamed
John Armstrong Chaioner for feeling a
trfle anna zed on Christmas eve. 1895.
Fancy for yourself the sensation you
would have were you to -. up In bed
automatically writing messages TO your
self with both hancs-Charlotte Corday
occupying your right hand and the Devil
your left That, according to no less
veracious authority than Charlotte her
self, is just what occurred to her kins-
man Mr.. Chaloner that Christmas eve
in his home. Merry Hills. Gotham. Va.
Miss Corday. speaking through asr
kinsman, OF course. said that while she
was giving Mr.. Chaloner the inside story
Of the manner in which she did for Jean
Paul Marat. His Satanic Majesty was
tipping Mr.. Chaloner off to q scheme that
would not only make him the wealthlest
man in history but compel Wall street
TO get down on its knees begging for
mercy. And the scheme was so simple
(being nothing more Intricate than taxi
ing an occasional tip from the DeviD
that Charlie Ponzis would seem like ad-
vanced Einstein. All this came out in
cidental to Mr.. Chaloner's seance yester-
day.
In the course of three hours Mr.. Chal-
oner became not only Miss Corday but
Julia Ward Howe and p. r. Barnum.
the former being his aunt, as he pro-
duccd documentary evidence to prove.
Mr.. Barnum was introduced only at the
end--as sweet tops off a good meal or
a cordial assists digestion. Mrs. Howe
told at great length, through the me-
dunn Of automatic writing, what hap
penetl to her when she died, where she is
nov and why so many folks prefer Para
disc to Heaven--the two places being en-
tirely distinct OF location and spiritual
progression.
Clad Modcstly I'm Her Own Hair.
Mrs. Howe testified that she was in
Paradise (purgatory some people call it)
and had been assured by an attendant in
the judgment hall, where she had been
praised by the court, that very few folks
really wanted to pass on Into Heaven
after hearing the rigors of the period CT
probation through which those who IN
sisted had to pass. Mrs. Howe said that
she appeared in court quite innocent Of
any clothing, but that her hair had be-
come so luxuriant and light In weight
that It enveloped her entire figure, thus
preserving her innate modcsty and not
wearying her physically.
IL must be confessed that consid-
cradle number of women in the audience
giggled at Mrs. Howe's description OF
her court appearance. and Mr.. Chaloncr
was not at all pleased by the levity.
Etff ~ luff Mr
came Charlotte Corday and launched
upon the amazing Christmas Eve of
1896. Mr.. Chaioncrs valet had gone
to bed. Mr.. Chaloner. who TO date had
manifested no subliminal outcroppings.
was shooting pool all alone. He broke
the balls with IA wallop that sent them
bowling wildly. Finally they came to
attention in a formation warranted to
wrest and hold the eye. Long and
puzzled Mr.. Chaloner studied the outline
OF the balls. when, like clap of thun-
der. 1t burst upon him. They had taken
the formation of the stellar constella-
tlon of Ursa Major. 1t was astounding.
but Mr.. Chaloner pish-tushed IT from
his mind, racked the balls once more
and broke again.
Again the balls few against the
resilient cushions. and once more they
assumed a formation wholly unwar-
ranleu III norman, vulgar pool DailS. III
just about bowled Miss Corday's kins-
man over when he observed them stop
in geometJc arrangement of Orion.
This was fascinating. Mr.. Chaloner
tried again. This time they portrayed
yet another constellation. but whether
IL was Casslopea, Ursa Minor or what
Mr.. Chaloner did not walt to sec, for
while he was jotting the position Of the
balls upon the back OF an envelope his
subliminal self came to the surface. pos
sessed itself of his fingers and wrote:
Get a planchette."
That was too much. Mr.. Chaloner
hurried to bed But sleep fought shy
Of him. He procured a few sheets OF
paper and two pencils. returned to bed
and. with the paper on his knees
awaited results. Pretty soon Miss Cor
day took over his right hand, and after
proving that she was Mr.. Chaloner's
kinswomaD and one OF his controls, told
the story of her onslaught upon the
wickedest member of the French rcvo-
lutionary triumvirate and OF her own
execution thereof. To prove that every
thing was regular, she quoted long ex-
tracts from Carlyle. HECTOR Fleichnan
and Mrs. Nesta II. Webster the latter
describing Miss Corday as radiant
creature If q trile overweight"
Devil Introduces Himself.
And while Miss Corday was still con-
a..