at deductions are to be made (if made at all) which shall lead
us to the truth.

The circumstance of the Automaton's playing with his left hand cannot
have connexion with the operations of the machine, considered merely as
such. Any mechanical arrangement which would cause the figure to move,
in any given manner, the left arm--could, if reversed, cause it to move,
in the same manner, the right. But these principles cannot be extended
to the human organization, wherein there is a marked and radical
difference in the construction, and, at all events, in the powers, of
the right and left arms. Reflecting upon this latter fact, we naturally
refer the incongruity noticeable in the Chess-Player to this peculiarity
in the human organization. If so, we must imagine some _reversion--_for
the Chess-Player plays precisely as a man _would not. _These ideas, once
entertained, are sufficient of themselves, to suggest the notion of a
man in the interior. A few more imperceptible steps lead us, finally,
to the result. The Automaton plays with his left arm, because under
no other circumstances could the man within play with his right--a
_desideratum _of course. Let us, for example, imagine the Automaton to
play with his right arm. To reach the machinery which moves the arm,
and which we have before explained to lie just beneath the shoulder, it
would be necessary for the man within either to use his right arm in an
exceedingly painful and awkward position, (viz. brought up close to
his body and tightly compressed between his body and the side of the
Automaton,) or else to use his left arm brought across his breast. In
neither case could he act with the requisite ease or precision. On the
contrary, the Automaton playing, as it actually does, with the left
arm, all difficulties vanish. The right arm of the man within is brought
across his breast, and his right fingers act, without any constraint,
upon the machinery in the shoulder of the figure.

We do not believe that any reasonable objections can be urged against
this solution of the Automaton Chess-Player.

THE POWER OF WORDS

OINOS. Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with
immortality!

AGATHOS. You have spoken nothing, my Oinos, for which pardon is to be
demanded. Not even here is knowledge thing of intuition. For wisdom, ask
of the angels freely, that it may be given!

OINOS. But in this existence, I dreamed that I should be at once
cognizant of all th