“You and I may be regarded as the receiving and sending instruments through which forces here transmit their messages. You receive from many other instruments, I send through others. But for impersonal messages you and I are most completely in accord, and thus it is that these greater forces use us as a means of communication. The first letter is ready now.” It chanced, unfortunately, that I was called away, and when I was prepared to take the letter, later in the day, almost two hours were consumed in an attempt to write the name of its author, who was described as “a leading educator.” Eventually I was assured that “Matthew Alden” was correct, but, while the name was repeatedly written, I had a strong impression that it was not what Mary K. had intended to write. Reminding myself of previous difficulties in obtaining names, I tried to believe that the delay and fatigue incident to this effort had contributed to my doubt of its authenticity. But the doubt remained. The long letter which followed was also received with great difficulty and many delays, and proved, when completed, to be a verbose jumble of platitudes concerning educational methods, with here and there a striking phrase. It was signed, “Matthew Al....” By this time, I was excessively tired and could obtain but one statement from Mary K. “You have not the name right.” Later in the evening, I took up a pencil, and it wrote: “Mar ... Matthew Ald....” The name was not finished. “Isn’t Mary K. here?” “No. No, she will return.” “She said she would be with me through this work.” “She will again. Mary K....” Illegible lines followed. “Is this Mary K. now?” “No. Mary K. has gone. This is Mar....” Again the reply trailed off indeterminately. “Mary Kendal?” “No. Mary K. has gone. Matthew.” Eventually, failing to elicit any response from Mary K., I asked whether Matthew had anything to say to me, and he replied with vague phrases, so reminiscent of the “letter” that I impatiently gave up the attempt for the day. The next day, Friday, Matthew’s signature was the only one obtainable, but I have no record of any messages. I think I refused to take them from him. Saturday morning, I tried again. “Matthew ald....” “I want Mary K. Why isn’t she here?” “Mary K. will be ~ret~ ... eternally with you.” “Then isn’t she here now?” “No, she was called away. She will come back soon.” “Was that letter from the ‘educator’ yours?” “No, I am not a force for light. I am for truth and healing.” “Did you deliver it to me?” “No.” “Then why was your name given before it?” “Mary K. ~to~ ... ~taken~ ... ~told~ ... ~took~ ... tried to tell you I was here and would guard you. She will return soon.” “Do you know about the letter? Did she give it to me?” “Not all of it. She will explain. I am just Mary K.’s ~tatl~ ... ~to~ ... ~tr~ ... ~tried~ ... trained substitute.”