The Wonderful Story of RavaletteRandolph, Paschal Beverly
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The Wonderful Story of Ravalette
Randolph, Paschal Beverly
Rosicrucians -- Fiction; Spiritualism -- Fiction
“‘Marie,’ said the Baron, ‘a wager is laid that one of these gentlemen
cannot unwind a skein of silk which you are to hold, both of you being
blindfolded. I wager that it can be done. If I win, you shall have three
days to visit your family, besides something to carry to the old people
and the little ones. Now, you must not laugh or speak while the silk is
being wound; if you do I lose. Will you try?’
“‘Certainly,’ replied the girl; ‘and you shall see that I will not
laugh. Oh, _papa, maman_, I shall have three days! _Mon Dieu!_ but it is
a fine thing!’ And, taking the seat offered, she suffered the silk to be
placed across her wrists, and be blindfolded by the Baroness.
“This having been done, Mr. D----, at a sign from Vatterale, took the
end of the cord, and began slowly to unwind it.
“‘And now begin,’ said the latter, speaking toward where the thing had
disappeared. The command was heard. It came forth, touched the girl’s
hand, and instantly she was thrown into a profound trance, whence
another touch revived her, but not to wakeful consciousness. Instead of
this, she rose, threw down the silk, approached several musical
instruments in succession, and played upon them most exquisitely. The
thing touched her head, and she made love in the most tender terms to
three gentlemen in succession, declaring to each in turn that he was her
‘eternal affinity,’ and had been so from the foundation of the world.
“Again it touched her; and, suddenly changing her manner, she declaimed
in lofty strain. Now she was Charlotte Corday, then Maximillian the
Incorruptible; again, she was the Maid of Orleans, and then a simple
Indian maiden. Now she was Malibran, and sung divinely; anon, she was a
strong-minded woman, and talked about the Divine creative work of
woman;--about love--that man had made it special when it should be
general, and, therefore, free. She raved about the Bible, called it
excellent soft bark; called the Saviour the Nazarene; spoke of the Deity
as the Great Positive Mind; declared she was His private secretary;
prated about Starnos and ’Cor, Summer Lands, Gupturion, Mornia,
divorces, and how to get them; progress and humbug, milky ways, and the
people of Jupiter, with a hundred other follies, but which she, unlike
her exemplars, for the time believed. The scene continued for at least
two hours, at the end of which time Mai dismissed the thing, and
restored the girl, who was totally oblivious of all that had occurred.
She received sundry pieces of gold from those present, and left the
room, doubtless desiring to unwind more silk at the same rate.
“‘I will now show you something equally curious,’ said Mai, ‘and,
perhaps, quite as interesting as anything you have yet beheld. Look!’
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