"She next counted the number of persons present. After this, several dots were scattered about a sheet of paper: at first she put their number down as 19--but corrected this to 18. Lola then told us the time: it was 4.16m., and after this she did some spelling. When shown the picture of a flower she rapped: "blum" (Blume = flower), and to my somewhat faulty drawing of a cat she responded with "tir" (Tier = animal), while finally to the question of what was the name of the Mannheim dog she replied "mein fadr" (Vater = father)--we all having expected her to say Rolf. Then followed the musical tests which amazed us most of all, for here she exhibited an ability lacking in many an individual." * * * * * 27 April: Lola very tired: groans and does everything wrong. I said: "Are you lazy?" She replies "no." "Then why are you answering so badly?" "go!" "Who is to go?" "_tired!_" 29 April: I asked Lola why she had not attended to me on the 22nd, when--on a country expedition we had made together--she had insisted on running after the game when I had called her back. I had had to hunt after her for ten hours the next day, finding her--by the merest chance--at a peasant's house. She had settled down there alongside of a sheep-dog to watch the sheep, and seemed by no means pleased to see me; usually she is delighted! Her reply on this occasion was--"Lola went in wood, also lay down and was hungry." I returned to the question later in the afternoon when she made the rejoinder--"sought, didn't find." 30 April: Once more I returned to the incident mentioned above and Lola answered "to marry a dog"--(the consequences of this escapade becoming apparent, when Lola presented us with her litter of pups on 22 June). Then Lola added a spontaneous remark on her own account for, seeing a biscuit in my hand, she rapped "I to eat!" * * * * * On 1 May little was forthcoming in the matter of arithmetic--with which we always began our lessons, for Lola rapped: "too tired." 3 May: In reply to my question as to what she had had to eat at the peasant's house she said: "milk." The next day I asked her "where is my friend living now?" to which she answered. "Hanhof." (N.B. A name under which she includes the entire district). "What is the colour of the woods now?" And she answered. "Green." Then "Why are you looking at me so crossly?" "We." "In your head?" "Yes." "What has given you a headache?" "Learning."