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This is not the first young lady who has felt time !
Stay, hoary sage! one moment deign
A STRANGE TONGUE.
“ This is your devoted friend, sir, the manifold linguist."
All's Well that Ends Well.
DR. TESTE magnetised a young lady living in the Rue d'Enfer, who, before being put to sleep, was engaged in arranging some lace. The doctor took it into his head to ask her where she got the lace ; in reply she said
“ It is a present from my sister-in law, a present which gives double pleasure; for dolci in ogni tempo è il benefizio, ma viè piu dolce quando è accompagnato dalla sorpresa!”
" Ah! you understand Italian, madam?"_“Yes."
“ Not a word, monsieur! she understands not a word of it!" exclaimed M who appeared almost aghast at seeing his lady. so learned
“ Madam, however, has studied this language? “ Never! certainly never!”
“ Madame M -, when she awoke, was totally unable to translate this phrase, which she certainly understood in her sleep, since she quoted it quite à propos."
The manifestations in the Rue d'Enfer must ere long lead to the discovery of a mode of mastering unknown tongues with a rapidity
never before dreamt of in anybody's philosophy. Madame Mmight perhaps have conversed in Chinese, or Hebrew, with as much facility as in Italian, had she or the operator willed it; and although the newly-acquired faculty departed when sense regained its seat, yet future experiments will no doubt result in detecting the means of fixing the mesmeric adumbrations in the brain-as the hyposulphite of soda fixes the tracings of the rays of light upon photogenic paper.
“ Ask me what question thou canst possible,
King Henry VI. p. 1.
J. F.,“ on many occasions when in the trance, has described remarkable events which have occurred some time after, and also the time of their occurrence, as then present to him.”
The same person, in another lucid interval, “ read verbatim two letters then coming to him by post, one from London, and the other from Sheffield.”—Phreno-magnet.
The gift of prescience which mesmerism bestows, will surely lead to the revival of the Art of Fortune Telling, to eradicate which the Justices have long been striving with as much energy as our ancestors did to eradicate the Jews. We justly denounce the barbarity that subjected to torture persons of a certain class, in order to extort from their weakness a confession of commerce with Satan; yet there are still among us not a few who cherish a spirit of persecution, although they are shorn of the power to inflict the lash, or fire the fagot. In a newspaper, at the moment of writing wet from the
press, there occurs the following passage, in reference to a book on mesmerism just published by an eminent bookseller in the city;
“ It is not surprising, that after such strange statements as these should find their place in printed books, mesmerists should be charged with holding communion with the devil ! ”
The power of looking into closed letter-bags, although civilly it may be attended with some conveniences, yet socially it may open the door to many evils. And how is the good to be secured, and the evil avoided? Can letter-bags and boxes be sealed mesmerically? or placed under efficient mesmeric surveillance ? Could unauthorized interference with the private affairs of the community be stopped by putting mail-guards and other public servants into a state of “ sleep-waking?” or would one clairvoyant surveyor suffice for a district? These are questions that demand the instant attention of the profession; the public mind ought to be set at rest upon points of such vast importance, without any delay or waste of time.
Some years ago the celebrated Thomas Moore published a series of metrical epistles, which have hitherto been always regarded as his own compositions ; but it is now become a question, whether the poet did not surreptitiously obtain possession of the original matter, merely “fringing with rhyme” the prose of the real authors. Recent discoveries show that such a plagiarism was clearly within the range of possibility; the question, at this distance of time, is mainly one of character; Mr. Moore stands on high ground, and the judgment of posterity will probably be in his favour; nevertheless, the letters in question may be nothing more than Fudge.
In the Republic of Letters, the rising of mesmerism will be as the opening of a diamond-mine in Cimmeria. The lurking places of all the missing works of the ancients that are still extant will be found out—we may recover piles of the physics of Archimedes, and the five hundred tomes of Galen. The literary treasures of Pompeii will be unfolded by mesmeric hands—we shall need no Young to teach us the grammar of Ancient Egypt. Geographical pursuits will not necessitate the sacrifice of human life--the Niger and the North Sea will be navigable in an easy chair—the modern traveller may explore the old cities of Yutucan without danger, diffi
culty, expense, or waste of time. These exhilarating anticipations are all legitimately deducible from mesmeric premises; in truth, the premises would bear deductions which for brilliancy would dim them all. Let the sober-minded reader glance at the exploits of mind as exhibited in the various cases in point-let him thoroughly satisfy himself that thought is legible by the mind's eye—and then let him ask himself, whether, when science shall have permeated the world, printed books will be of any use whatever?
There are other striking lights in which the attributes possessed by such persons as J. F. may be viewed; it would probably be as facile for the clairvoyant-Janus-like-to look into the past as to pry into the future the thieves previously noticed, were seen in the act of robbing the fold, some time after the villany had been perpetrated. By the well-directed use of such gifts, what mistakes in history might be rectified ! and what justice done to the memory of many now in their graves, and to the characters of some still above ground!
But again-Endowments of this order might be rendered still more useful to the world, in the prevention of evil. One of the patients of Foissac-an epileptic whose paroxysms were almost of daily occurrence—was accustomed to foretell the hour of attack; but on one occasion, the fit did not arrive at the fixed time, the magnetist actually intercepted it by throwing the patient into a timely crisis. “ Prevention is better than cure;" it is quite impossible to appreciate the benefit that may accrue to society from the exercise of this wonderful power, provided it be placed under the control of men of virtue and intelligence—as Cowley says,—
“ This is, this is the only way
To outlive Nestor in a day!”
ELEMENTS OF THOUGHT.
“ Charmian.-Is this the man? Is't you, sir, that know things?
Anthony and Cleopatra.
" All somnambulists are not lucid ; but most of them become so, more or less, after a certain number of experiments, They feel and announce several days in advance, the day and hour when they shall
That which happens to them then astonishes them—it is almost always a bright light with which they are inundated, a splendid sun, according to the expression of Catherine Samson.” Dupotet.
“ Her face,
It is worthy of studious consideration, whether this “ bright light” might not be rendered subservient to the illumination of the physically blind. Mr. Wisenden saw and described the monuments in St. Paul's Cathedral, although he had“ never been in London,” and had“ never read any account of its public buildings;" in this matter he could have received assistance in no conceivable way from the eye of the body. Can there then be any absurdity in supposing it possible, that the born-blind, by means of magnetic light, may be enabled to see the world, and look upon the works of nature and of art ? Where is the difficulty? The unhappy persons alluded to only want that which Mr. Wisenden, and all clairvoyants, find to be of no use ; which some even—as will appear in the sequel-find to be a positive encumbrance. The hypothesis is at least worthy of