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to a severe attack of influenza.
"One day, shortly after his death, Gwen was introduced to a famous psychic.
" 'Why don't you stand up straight?' he demanded, and with his words Gwen realized that she had been stooping for several days.
" 'There's a man from the other world leaning on you,' continued the psychic.
" 'It's Ronny !' thought Gwen, trying not to be alarmed.
" 'He has two bullet holes in his head,' the man elaborated.
" 'Oh, then it can't be Ronny !' thought Gwen, relieved.
" 'You are thinking you don't know him. but you do. You think he didn't kill himself, but he did and he's sorry. He realizes now that he cared too much for you to let you go, so he is trying to get you to come to him.'
"Gwen got away as swiftly as possible, convinced that the man was mad, but a few days later it developed that her fiance had really shot himself and his family had tried to cover up the fact.
"Next morning, Gwen, who lived in a small flat with a girl friend, was wakened by a ring at the bell. Half asleep she rose to go to the door. To reach it, she had to walk down a long very dark hall that had a high ceiling.
"'Pull on the light!' called a voice that Gwen took for that of her friend. The chandelier had an inverted dome and in order to reach the chain the girls had tied a long piece of ribbon to it. Without pausing in her progress along the hall, Gwen seized the ribbon and pulled it. At once came a noise like an earthquake, down tumbled the dome, in the crash Gwen heard a man's voice and cried out : 'Don't, Ronny!' . . . And the next thing she remembered was standing just clear of the heavy glass, with her roommate waking up to wonder what (Cont. on page 100)
Louise Fazenda doted on pictures of Lola Montez — until the Spanish dancer's apparition began to spoil things by making personal appearances — and not in the flesh!