and it did not
cause any damage. Next came the turn of a dhoti of the girl
mentioned above which was hanging in the house. Half of it was
completely burnt down before the fire could be extinguished. In
succession, the pillow wrapped in a bedding, a sheet of another
bedding and lastly the dhoti which the girl was wearing caught fire
and were extinguished after they were nearly half destroyed. Mr.
Mitra's son aged about 4 months was lying on a cot: as soon as he
was lifted up--a portion of the bed on which he was lying was seen
burning. Although the pillow was burnt down there was no mark of
fire on the bedding. Neither the girl nor the boy received any
injury. Most curious of all, the papers enclosed in a box were
burnt although the box remained closed. B. Ganesh Prasad, munsif,
and the post master hearing of this, went to the house and in their
presence a mirzai of the girl which was spread over a cot in the
court-yard caught fire spontaneously and was seen burning.

Now the girl went to sleep again. It was now about noon. She again
saw the same boy in the dream. She was told this time that if the
tomb was whitewashed and a promise to repair it within three months
made, the trouble would cease. They were also ordained to return to
the house which they had left. This command was soon obeyed by the
troubled family which removed immediately after the tomb was
whitewashed to the bungalow in which they are now peacefully living
without the least disturbance or annoyance of any sort. I leave to
your readers to draw their own conclusions according to their own
experience of life and to form such opinion as they like.

PERMESHWAR DAYAL AMIST, B.A.,
_July 9._ _Vakil, High Court_

THE EXAMINATION PAPER.

This is a story which I believe. Of course, this is not my personal
experience; but it has been repeated by so many men, who should have
witnessed the incident, with such wonderful accuracy that I cannot but
believe it.

The thing happened at the Calcutta Medical College.

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There was a student who had come from Dacca, the Provincial Capital of
Eastern Bengal. Let us call him Jogesh.

Jogesh was a handsome young fellow of about 24. He was a married man and
his wife's photograph stood in a fra