We soon went to Monte Carlo. We saw many men and women gamble for money, as they smoked around the tables. We could see they were money mad. Many lost great fortunes that night; many won. We noticed one short, dark, little woman they called Lena, win every cent a light, tall blonde had; they called him Alo Lamar. He offered her his hand and smiled. We could read his thoughts and knew the reason. She invited him to her room a few blocks away. He began to make love to her for her money only. She coaxed him to write a short note to his mistress, Ada, telling her he had left her forever. Soon they were both sound asleep, drunk. As we watched them, our souls could read their thoughts, which were awful. We could see very little light around them; this proves their souls were undeveloped. The man called Alo Lamar soon awoke, staggered a moment, then reached under the woman’s pillow and took all her money and jewels, went over to the table and took up the carving knife and killed her! He covered her up, and with a cruel smile washed his hands and surveyed himself in the glass. There were no stains of blood on his clothes. He smiled, locked the door and went out into the darkness. We saw angels near him recording every act he did; we also saw fiends grabbing Lena’s dark soul and dragging her down, down! Alo Lamar walked back to the banks of Monte Carlo. He began playing cards madly. He lost every cent he had stolen from his wicked mistress. He reached over the table, took up a revolver and blew out his brains; blew his very soul into eternity, all because he lost money. We all felt the shock from the awful shot! We saw his dark soul go down, down! His astral form was much smaller now. Again we saw awful wicked fiends drag him down to Purgatory. His mind was absolutely insane now, and would be for years to come. If any one shoots their minds away it ruins the soul. This is a scientific fact, the Doctor said. “Please let’s go home,” I cried, “I can’t stand to see any more crimes.” Our angels at once took us up, up, on electric spiral waves; up we went into the pure fresh air, up into the lovely soft moonlight, away from all darkness and crime. “O! how lovely to float in space like this. O! Hope, my sweet saint, can the dear angels in Mars, Neptune, Venus, Saturn and Jupiter float in such wild ecstacy as we do?” At this question they all laughed, their merry voices of silver filled the air. “What is the matter, Doctor?” “Just look back of you and see!” I looked back, and saw two lovely angels, male and female, holding me up by a long, strong, silk sash that I had not noticed until now. They smiled and said: “We have carried you all the way.” In all the higher planets they soon learn to float alone, as it takes some people a long time to learn to swim, it takes some angels a long time to learn to float. It was about dawn the next day when our angels left us at our own home. I woke Sita up and told her all I had seen.