be; but the
proof must be ample and very definite."

Miller put in a last word of warning: "Because a phenomenon has not
been explained, and no one knows how to explain it, is no reason for
supposing there is anything extraphysical about it. No one has explained
the first cause of the development of an embryo. No one knows what goes
on in an active nerve, or why atoms are selective in their associates.
Ignorance is not a proper basis for speculation, and if one must have a
theory, let it be one having some obvious continuity with our best
physical knowledge."

And at that point our argument rested. We separated, and each went his
way, to be met by questions of business and politics, and to be once
more blended to the all-enveloping mystery of life.

FOOTNOTE:

[2] Since this conversation I have had a letter from another
well-authenticated psychic, a man making his living by honest labor as a
carpenter, who gives very definitely his experience on emitting an
etheric double. He says: "One evening, while sitting at the table, I
began to feel as if I were swelling up. My thumb felt as big as my arm,
and my arm as big as my leg. While I was perfectly aware that I was at
the dinner-table, I also felt myself in the hall trying to enter the
dining-room. I found the knob, I opened the door. The others saw me
traverse the room toward myself. My dual body came close beside me and
vanished with a snap."

ADDENDUM

A CORROBORATIVE AND TECHNICAL ACCOUNT OF PSYCHICAL PHENOMENA,
INVOLVING THE PRODUCTION OF A MUSICAL SCORE ON A SLATE, SECURED BY
"BLAKE."[3]

This record was secured during three sittings, which took place on the
forenoon and afternoon of Friday, March 13th, and on the forenoon of
Saturday, March 14, 1908. These sittings were held in a dwelling-house
on a quiet street of ordinary character. They began in a second-story
front room, and were transferred to a parlor just below, where there was
a piano. The room, in either case, was fairly light; now and then the
window-shades were lowered, but reading and writing were easy at all
times. Three persons were present: the psychic, a robust, alert,
intelligent woman of thirty-five; Hamlin Garland; and the writer, who
combined the functions of amanuensis and editor.

The psychic was not in a trance, and stated that she had never gone
into one. She conversed throughout in ordinary voice and manner, save
when, with a certain emphasis, she underto