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<center>(''From'' “''Psychic Notes'',” ''Calcutta''.)</center>
 
There is in London a gentleman named Arthur C. (without his permission I do not feel at liberty to give his full name) whom Mr. Meugens when at home saw a good deal of, and of whose mediumistic gifts he had many striking proofs. Mr. Meugens has corresponded with him since his return to India, and on January the 12th received ''through the post'' a letter from him, in answer to one Mr. M. had written announcing the safe arrival of Mr. Eglinton in India. The envelope and its enclosure are in my possession and establish the individuality of the writer, and the fact of the letter having come through the post. The contents of this letter are of no importance, having no bearing on the story I am telling. On Sunday the 15th of June, Mr. Meugens and Mr. Eglinton dined with us, and a séance was held after, which was almost a failure, though one striking phenomenon redeemed it from being quite so.
 
After returning home Mr. Meugens and Mr. Eglinton were sitting in the verandah having a cigar, when a small table near began tilting, a familiar way the Spirits have of attracting attention. Mr. Meugens asked who was there, when to his surprise the name of the ''Spirit guide'' of his friend, Mr. Arthur C. was spelt out. Mr. Meugens inquired the reason for this unexpected visit and had spelt out, “brought a letter.” He then asked where he should find it, and began the alphabet, getting as far as ''z''. He thought this was a joke, but the table gave the signal for him to go on when he found the next letter to be i, then came ''th'', and he knew the word must be ''zither''. He asked if he was to look on the zither, and was told “yes.” This instrument he had brought over to our house, and on his return had put it with the musical box on the table as he passed through the verandah. He went into the room and there on the zither he found an ''open'' and ''unfinished'' letter in the unmistakable handwriting of his friend in London. The contents of this letter I give _
 
“My dear friend, I am wondering how you are getting on with your sittings. I often wish I could be with you; however, I suppose you will soon be leaving for England. It is horribly cold here, and pretty nearly pitch dark, although it is not five o’clock; rather different to your side of the world I expect. Do you know I’ve been looking into a crystal this afternoon, which belongs to a friend of mine, just for fun, for I don’t think they’re of much use; however, to my surprise, I saw you and Eglinton sitting under a sort of verandah. Well then that faded away, and then I saw the name of ‘Gordon.’ I put a good deal to imagination, as I’ve been thinking a good deal of you, tho’ I can't account for the name. I wonder when”–––
 
Here the letter ends, the last words begin a new paragraph. Until the mail comes we can’t hear anything further. The writing of the two letters in my possession is so identical that no one looking at them can doubt their being penned by the same hand, and one of these certainly came by post, the letter and envelope bearing the same date.
 
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<center>''To the Editor of'' {{Style S-Small capitals| “Light.”}}</center>
 
{{Style S-Small capitals|Sir,}}—With reference to Colonel Olcott’s letter, which is very much of the Dogberry type—“when I speak let no dog bark,” I will own the soft impeachment of a “sibilant cackler” if he will oblige me in return by accepting that of “egotistical cackler;” we shall then meet on the level, although we may not part upon the square. I hope Colonel Olcott will not consider me as using the term offensively, but it seems to me as if he is always wanting to “boss the job.” He and Madame Blavatsky may be able to point to a large number of followers, but so also can Moody and Sankey. The mystery-mongering of the Theosophists is only calculated to keep its devotees in darkness and give them selfishness instead of “sweetness and light.”
 
What a contrast between the life work of the Nazarene brother and those wretched Himalayans! “Mystery is the antagonist of Truth. It is a fog of human invention that obscures it and represents it in distortion. Truth never envelopes itself in mystery: and the mystery in which it is at any time enveloped is the work of its antagonist and never of ''itself''.” Let the Theosophists bring their teaching and its facts into the light; it may do them and us much good, as we shall then be better able to understand each other.
 
 
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The natural world corresponds to the spiritual world collectively and in every part; for the natural world exists and subsists from the spiritual world as effect from cause,—Swedenborg.


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