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CH 10, 1920, Spirit Bodies Wear Rich Gowns, Perfumed, With Ever-Changing Colors, Writes Mrs. De Koven “Wife of the Opera Composer, Who Says She Has Been in! ] Communication With the Spirits, Declares They Can, Assume Their Earthly Forms at Will; That What-! ever Desires They Express Appear Instantly. | By Marguerite Mooers Marshall. | Sra Copreight, 1820, by ‘The Pree Publishing Co, (The New York Frantic World.) ” HAT an American woman's epirit wears, how she amuses herself; how she builds houses y thinking about them ami makes famcy work to decorate these dwell- inge, how a chair can be constructed out of ether by a departed spirit’s thoughts, the food She eats, the 0- ciety surrounding lier — these are some of the reve- lations of the epirit world set down in her new- i fy published book, \gfiocom “A Cloud of Wit- . nesses,” by Mrs. Reginald De Koven, who believes sho has been in almost constant communi- cation with her sister, Mrs. Hobart Chatfield Chatfield-Taylor, gince the - batter's death on April 5, 1918. Mrs. De Koven, wife of the famous _Qomposer of American light operas, who died #0 suddenly last Jarmuary, is we known in New York society and hes a charming home at No, 1025 , Berk Avenue, She is now in the city, waiting to get into communication with the epitit of her husband. The publishing firm of E. P. Dutton & Co. have just brought out “A Cloud of Witnesses,” in which Mrs. De Koven not only expresses her profound be- lief in the survival of the spirit and ats communication with this world Mover | but gives, so far as I know, the first «tetatled description of life “over there” as a beautiful, intelligent, highty ctvilized American wife and mother finds it. Mrs. Chatfield-Taylor died from pneumonia, following an operation for appendicitis, This ts how she describes the transition from this world to an- ovher: “A blow, es if I had been knocked ‘down, prostrated. Prowtrated by the shook of going over suddenly. Food #5 given to material spirits; a sort of flaky stuff ke snow was given to me, ‘This revived me and enabled me co coffect myself, * * * Then, to my restricted vision there appeared re- ‘ays of benign apirits whom I first ‘ook to be nurses, as they were clad in white. They bent over me and ministered to me fm words of ineffable sweetness and wisdom, explaining that death was like birth, entailing a separation from previous condittons like @ wrench.” Her parents and her brother, who tad died previously, were almost in- stantly with her, baving ‘assumed their earthly appearance. To a ques- tjon as to the usual appearance of a spirit, she reptied: had “We can assume our earthly form vat will, Faces remain somewhat the same in the ethereal boty in which we ordinarity appear.” There is no woman alive who does not wonder what her spiritual body— gramting that she has one—wili wear. When Mrs. De Koven put that ques- iiom to her sister, the latter replied: “My garments envelop me with a) vidhness becoming and lasting, yet ever changing colors, and perfumes pervade their open, enveloping fokis; gwinging folds, like chiffon, not as severe as the classic Greek lines.” “Every physical and material mani- festatian is plainly discernible from here, inviting those whose choice jeafs them to hills and streams to fmduige it,” the revelations go on. *eMhe landscapes appear at the behest of the individual. If there is po table and we want a pretty table we think ot it and it will appear, If we want pink roses they also appear.” When be first went over, she lived in “a sort of community house—a place for tramstents.”” Later, as she became more developed, she built herself a house. “When we wish to build a house,’ she explains, “these constructional vibrations which We use correspond to our physical manual efforts on earth. Brain di- rects, but the matter must first be originated. Matter falls into shape ‘without manipulation by band.” For her house, she is allowed to ‘“regale mysetf with artistic neediework. It ts artistic and constructive and there- | fore has its value. Then I have the privilege of watching the tapestry weavers and the lace makers, You can hold the thought and they re-| main,” | She saya she does not play cards, because “over here we can read each/ other’s minds.” She showed the me- dium children dancing, and said thet she has many diversions—"all the) musical instruments that you have’ and more besides, not made by hands. | Contrived through methods of mental vibrations.” She declares that spirits assemble in halls and hear nrusic “without the discomfort of draughts and bad air. Muzic lovers bave their music; art ¢overs their art; but all must qualify’ spiritually.” “In a way we are really very happy, because it is so peaceful,” ehe sums up. “No social amenities to speak of; no social enemies at all. One's devel-| opment determines one’s surround-| ings, and the only snobs are those} who dislike spiritual regulations.’| And over and over again, the force Mrs. De Koven believes to be her sis-| ter insists on her great happiness, her love for Mra. De Koven, their union. The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell. Copyright, 1920, by The Pree Publishing Co. (The New York Sveniag Workd.) 66] WAS just coming over to your house to see you,” remarked Mrs, Jarr-as Mrs, Rangle dropped in on her. “Well,” “Mrs. Rangie returned. “T just ran in to say that it had occurred to me that it would be nice if our two families should go on a little spring trip—say to Atlantic City—| together. Your husband and mine set on nicely together.” “They get on together too nicely,” remarked Mrs. Jarr. ‘Don't be of- fended, my dear, but I do wish your husband woukl not keep my husband “My husband?" asked Mrs. Rangie in surprise. “Why, Mrs. Jarr, the shoe is on the other foot! It's your husband that keeps my husband from coming home, and not only that, but when he is home and steps out for a| minute I know I might as well go to bed and I give him up till all hours. Then my husband says he's been playing kelly pool with your hus- band. What good is it if saloons are closed if bifliard rooms are open?” “Well, we won't quarrel about the men,” said Mrs, Jarr calmly; “they're not worth it!” “If you aean to say my tusband isn't worth it”—began Mrs, Rangie. * “T said it wasn’t worth quarrelling ‘Wbout,” said Mrs. Jarr coldly. “Of course I'N be glad to go. on a trip, just to keep the men from enjoying themselves together”—— “Yes, we could do that by taking all the money from them when we started out,” suggested Mrs. Rangle, “Mr. Jarr wilt be home shortly, I hope,” said Mrs. Jarr. “Suppose you speak to him about {t. I'd fove to go.” “What's the matter with you telling him?’ aske@ Mrs, Rangle. “I wanted you to come over to our house and suggest it to Mr, Rangle.” “I don’t mind that so much.” said Mrs, Jarr, “but just at present I’m not speaking to Mr. Jarr.” ‘I'm not speaking to Mr. Rangle either,” said Mrs. Rangte. Here she sighed. “Or, better still,” suggested Mrs. Rangie, “I could talk it over with Mr. Jarr and you could talk to Mr, Rangie. Then | wouldn't need to speak to my husband or you to yours.” “Not tit they beg our pardons, we shouldn't speak to them,” advised Mrs. Jarr. “I mean for us not to per- gonally speak to our own husbands.” “I always like to make up with Mr. Rangle before Saturday because it does embarrass one to have to send one of the children to tell papa that needs money to pay the remarked Mrs. Rangle, "il tell you what we'll do,” said Mrs. Jarr, “When our husbands come home this evening we'll pretend noth- ing has happened. Thon they won't have an excuse to go playing pool Saturday afternoon.” “L think it’s a grand idea,” remarked Mrs. Raugle. “They may take us to the theatre Saturday night, too. If they don’t it will be something to re- proach them with Monday, and re- mind them we forgave and forgot on | By Maurice Ketten WILL WAIT CONE IN JOHN AND HELPHE Buy A HAT This “Pint-Size’’ Furniture, Which Belonged to Gen. Tom Thumb Is to Be Preserved in a Special Museum a ’ the General's des Tom Thumb married a second husband was Count Magri an Italian and also a dwarf is seen in the picture discussing a newspaper corre in Middleboro, himself a home which cost $60,000. The Count’s hands are so small is with difficulty 63 Magri were of normal size, The Countess made her first pub at the age of seven - Her public cars HE photographs above show died last November at the age of amd measured thirty-two At the age of seventy the General's widow had jet some pieces of furnitu longing to the famous of Gen, Tom Thumb, the liliputian mmarkled enone actalk ured she had shaken hands with times with the famous showman. Saturday.” ‘And so it was agreed, She aceumulaty fortune and retired in’ 1912, His wife, who ways sweet and soft, ASTER is not far distant, when gay flowers wit bloom on hats, while brighter and tighter clothing will complete @ refreshing change in one’s apparel, Kiddie clothes are as import- ant as grown-ups, not | only on the claim of | their newness, but be- cause of the difference im weight from the heavy winter togy. Expecialty is this true io regard to outer ap- parel, and the mother who mmkes her ohtl- dren‘s cfothes will Mke thie little coat de- sign, Taffeta is sug- | qcested as an iqeat fabric for its interpre- tation, though light weight serge might al- so be used. Btack tat- feta would not be, too old for euch a gar- ment, which could be lined with flowered such an odd means of fastening the coat, af- ford an ideal reason for the introduction of some contmating color, as dull blue or deep rose. The broad cape collar is a distinctive feature of this simple but delightfully smart coat, while the cord- ings that trim the lower portion of it are effective. They are Dutt on almost straiwht tines. He Was a Mean Man | ‘wrapped up’ his pork chop bone to take it home to his dog, “the country’s going mutty over baseball again, ain't it?” “It is indeed,” he replied. “Well soon hear, ‘Play ball.’”” “That's right,” came from Lucile. “I made a funny mistake in here yes- terday morning, A victim with one eye om the sport page was chasing a elippery fried egg about his plate, '9 | when I says: “ ‘Say, you're @ baseball fan, Have you eeen John Barrymore's new base- ball play? “Baseball play?’ he says, ‘What's | the name of it?’ | THE EVENING WORLD OUIJA EDITOR ASKS ee Should the College Girl Marry Soon After Graduating? TRY THISON YOUR | Newest Notes in | ||| Fields of Science | ; Acoin ina slot machine has been | invented by an Englishman to enable |a passenger to learn at what speed jhe is travelling in a train United States Government chem-§ ste have found that a of syrup can be made f od grade 2 sweet potatoes and malt by a simple proce | ess. j ly $00,000,000 tons of sand {ni been removed from the en- trance to Liverpool! Harbor since |dredging operations were begun jin 1890. To make imitation fur an Ohloan has invented an attachment for knit- | ting machines which knits a tuft of halr ‘Into each needlefnl of thread ‘That it ts possible to disinfect the] | mouth, nose and other body cavities | with ultra-violet rays has been demon. | | strated by Japanese physicia ek y invented flexible pipe! [Joint is made of brass, red\ wear | jto # minimum and has no ground jparts nor packing to require at- New and Original | Fashion Designs‘ By Mildred Lodewick } Copyright, 1920, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) 3 Black Taffeta Coat Oddly Tied With Ribbon Strings OAR AAR LALA LAAN, only sightly gathered, to confine but @ very little fullness, as the coat is | tittle bot is of dull btue plaited taffeta, Lucile the Waitress | By Bide Dudley. ‘ ‘ Copyright, 1920, by The Pree Publishing Co, (The Now Tork Hvening Ward.) ¢)\°"] ~ ard III.” Was a Baseball Play. 66 CRAY,” maid Lucile, the Waitress, as the Friendly Patron bain mh ‘The hat which is pictured on this with roses to holdup the brim. hc) Who Told Her “Rich: “Richard on Third,’ Ieays. * “Ob, yes,’ he says, ‘and it’s fine.’ “‘T suppose he's the boy who comes back to bis home town and pitches the team to victory over the rivag town's nine, eh?’ } “That's it exnctly. You ought to Bee ft.’ b “Now T like baseball very and piys too, so I make up mind I'll grab off a gailery seat night for John’s show. At q after eight there Iam in the Tow of the gallery waiting for my money's worth to start rolling fin. ‘There's a funny crowd around \me. students cheating on t! appetites, . maybe 0's to see Jot do that’ = “Well, I know there's all eH bal fans, #0 I just don’t offer amy spoken faux pasts about it and Pretty soon up the curtain goes. Gay, what d'ye think?" “What? “I @nd that guy with the elusive ese has Ned. It ain’t about a ®ail game at all. The stage is full! of guys going around in clothes that you got to have a can opener to with, And they're using backwards, too. You know, sayfng things Nke ‘Where will me meet thee to-night? and "Hast thoust gottest a bun on?’ Pretty soon this Barrymore , baby jumps out in the middle of the stage witha man’shead. I think Res going to say he's killed the empire, but he don’t. He sings out he's chopped off the head of Platitudinipus or some other old Roman guy and then he beats it, “Well, on the level, brother, T hate to tell you what al happened. ‘Dhis © Barrymore baby sticks at least three Kings and half @ dozen Kinglets with his sword and just laughs like as if it was only stepping on a few bugs. Tt all pleases these other people in the gullery, but I finally have to go out to keep from getting hardened to murder and maybe killing some of the victims in this eat joint.” “They didn't have the ball game, eh?" came from the Friendly One. “They did not! And later I found out the play wasn't ‘Richard on Third’ at all, but ‘Richard the ‘Third’ and ‘he's one of them old devilish Kings of past posterity,” “Did the play interest you?” “Listen, friend and fellow eltteen; all 1 got to say Is that I'm glad 1 never saw Richard the First and Richard the Second. If they wus anything like the third edition Yu ben the undertaking game tn the ob days didn't need none of these modern press agents like Becktai! Bear @j y py mepenapitietneine te sae wien