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The Wreck of the South Pole. 35 than mind? Then how could man have better means for communicating with another than when his soul, freed from his body, is left at liberty to exercise all its power untrammeled ?”’ “When I returned home we watched your course, and at the last hut in which you slept, projected a note which fell upon your table and told you that would be your last stopping place.” 3 ‘And the placards?” I gasped. “Projected in the same manner.”’ “Then my daughter, Winnifred, who had taken a great interest in your journey, wished to become your guide the rest of the way, to make your acquaintance as it were, and I consented that she should project her astral body to the borderland and conduct you to our home. But you, you touched her notwithstanding all her precaution, be- came frightened and she was obliged to leave you. Then, so great was your fear, I believe you would have turned back had I not exercised my will to draw you onward.” “That, then,” I muttered, “was the force that drew me on.” “Yes. Then I met you in the flesh, reassured you and conducted you home.” “Then it was really your daughter who met me on the 93 barren plain? But—but “But what?” he asked smiling, as I hesitated. “But I understood her to say it was not she who so met 39 me. “Did she really deny it?” CORnNIELOOOKS (CO)