In five years, ever so many more will be wanting to know about the life to come, and how they shall live on the earth plane so that they shall have a pretty good life when they pass on. They'll do it, if only as a wise precaution. But the more they know, the higher lines people will be going on. M. F. A. L.--Did you see me reading the sitting to your father? I'm going to stop father from feeling tired. Chap with red feather helping. Isn't it wonderful that I can be near you and father? Some people ask me, are you pleased with where your body lies? I tell them I don't care a bit, I've no curiosity about my body now. It's like an old coat that I've done with, and hope some one will dispose of it. I don't want flowers on my body. Flowers in house, in Raymond's home. M. F. A. L.--Can he tell the kind of flowers I put for him on his birthday? (Feda, _sotto voce_.--Try and tell Feda.) Doesn't seem able to get it. Don't think he knew. I can't get it through. Don't think I don't appreciate them. Sees some yellow and some white. He thinks it is some power he takes from the medium which makes for him a certain amount of physical sight. He can't see properly. M. F. A. L.--Can he tell me where I got the flowers from for his birthday? (Feda, _sotto voce_.--Flowers doesn't grow now. Winter here!) Yes, they do. Thinks they came from home. (Feda, _sotto voce_.--Try and tell me any little thing.) He means they came from his own garden. [Yes, they did. It was yellow jasmine, cut from the garden at Mariemont.--M. F. A. L.] Paul's worried 'cos medium talk like book. Paul calls Feda 'Imp.' Raymond sometimes calls Feda 'Illustrious One.' I think Yaymond laughing! Always pretending Feda very little, and that they've lost Feda, afraid of walking on her, but Feda pinches them sometimes, pretend they've trodden on Feda. But Feda just as tall as lots of Englishes. M. F. A. L.--Isn't Feda tired now? No. M. F. A. L.--I think Raymond must be. Well, power is going. M. F. A. L.--Anyhow, I must go. Some one perhaps of your brothers will come soon. I want no heralds or flourish of trumpets, let them come and see if I can get through to them. M. F. A. L.--(I here said something about myself, I forget; I think it was about being proud.) If I see any signs, I'll take you in hand at once; it shall be nipped in the bud! Good night. M. F. A. L.--Do you sleep? Well, I doze. M. F. A. L.--Do you have rain? Well, you can go to a place where rain is. M. F. A. L.--Do you know that your father is having all the sittings bound together in a book? It will be very interesting to see how I change as I go on. Good night. NOTE BY O. J. L. It must be remembered that all this, though reported in the first person, really comes through Feda; and though her style and grammar improve in the more serious portions, due allowance must be made for this fact. CHAPTER XXI