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"He may be a bore, but he houses you like royalty," Kate relanced about the suite which Viola and her mother occupied It formed the entire eastern end of the third floor of the house, and the decorations were Ehout, with stately canopied beds and a most luxurious bath-room

"Oh yes, it's beautiful; but I would rather be this irl, istful sadness "Oh, these warm days et back I see to me"

"Well, now, lock the door," exclaimed Kate, excitedly, "and tellDr Britt has toldWhen did you first know you had this power? That's the first question"

Mrs La an old story "Up till the day irl of her age--healthy and pretty--a very pretty child"

"I can believe it" Kate's eyes dwelt adood Presbyterians, and I had never given ht to spirits or spiritualisan to study up, and every tio to see a psychic, and that troubled ht not to do it, and so one day I said, 'Robert, I think you ought to tell Mr McLane'--that was our ht to visit iven up' He said--I rees of co to manifest himself soon--here in our own home' I remember that was his exact expression, for I wondered what it was to an"

Kate's eyes snapped "What things?"

"Well, Waltie had a little chair that he liked--a little reed rocking-chair--and my husband always kept this chair close by where he sat reading That night I saw the chair begin to rock all by itself--and yet, some way, it didn't scare me 'Robert, did you move Waltie's chair?' I asked 'No,' he said 'Why?' 'Because it rocked' Robert thren his book and looked at the chair 'Viola must have moved it,' he said 'Viola was in her own little chair on the other side of the table,' I said 'It must have been the cat, then'