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From: | Freddie Rogers |
Subject: | [Gnobb-dev-savannah] slate Pl. |
Date: | Wed, 20 Sep 2006 21:25:29 +0200 |
So at the earliest opportunity Iwent to see
Millicent. Did you ever give her one that could be described astricky;You must have
seen it, was her reply. Only recently, inCalifornia, was that reference tidied up.
HereI was in Chicago for breakfast, and I had left San Francisco after dinnerthe
night before! It was an affectionate note, such as any husband mighthave written to
any beloved wife. She had a small box of Chinese lacquer, and instanced
that.
Joan knew nothing of Bettys sister: she did noteven
know Millicents last name. Thatis why, in getting this, there will be some you may
not understand.
I confessthat looked to me like a clean
miss.
Mightbe a sort of identification of Francis as a
civil engineer. Of only one did Millicent profess complete and blank ignorance.
Twenty years ago they were, and still are, both professional people.
It was an affectionate note, such as any husband
mighthave written to any beloved wife.
SameKIND of testimony, by same type of witnesses.
Here, in this first evening, she literally poured out a succession ofthese
authentications.
HereI was in Chicago for breakfast, and I had left
San Francisco after dinnerthe night before! I said to myself, Well, Ill show
Johnnie! It was the only time in all his life I ever saw Francis cry, saidMillicent.
As I say, I did not know Johnnies attitude toward psychic phenomena. That, says
Betty, is dependent on the free will of men.
HereI was in Chicago for breakfast, and I had left
San Francisco after dinnerthe night before!
It is too bad that you cantremember yourself,
Sir.
Loss of faith in the present fact of immortality,
Betty states bluntly. Yet if men redesign the pattern on materialistic lines alone,
the sameresult must follow.
AskJoan if she will please give you four small
gliders to put on the bottom. In ourbeginnings we functioned pretty closely to that
ideal.
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