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A MAGNETIC MYSTERY.

[IT has for long been determined among his descendants that a surprising narrative, left behind him by the late Ewen Cameron, should be given to the world, in order that psychologists may have an opportunity of learning, and possibly of commenting on, his experiences. But until very lately, persons were living who would have been shocked and offended at the public revelation of events in which they themselves, or others to whom they were very nearly related, took important parts; and so the publication was delayed. Death has, however, been busy among the elder members of the house, and their contemporaries, during the last ten years. The latest remarks now to be printed were written by Mr. Cameron in 1825, more than sixty years since, and there does not appear to be any good reason for longer withholding from the scientific world the following curious record. The epithet magnetic is used in the title because it is believed that phenomena as here described are, according to latest opinions, effects of magnetism.]

A FORTUNATE thing it was for me that I possessed this small island in the Shetland group. I had often spoken with cruel contempt of this humble property, as if I did it the greatest honor by simply owning it; and yet, at the time when I left Edinburgh with something like precipitation, I should have been a houseless wanderer if I had not had this remote house, Quarda, and the surrounding region, to fall back upon. It was a sad reverse that I had experienced. I do not say but that it was principally the effect of my own imprudence; but, allowing that, all imprudent men are not punished, and I was punished severely, crushingly. I lost, largely by play, but in some degree also by an unhappy outfall of events, all my means excepting this little pied à terre, and through that loss I was obliged to forego also my dearest hope that for which chiefly I valued my worldly goods -my pretension to the hand of my charming, my worshipped Aline Macleod.

I was convinced that Aline's inmost heart was favorable to my aspirations. I think that I could, with patience and fidelity, have overcome all the objections to me which her father so unreasonably entertained, and that he and his would in time have been convinced of the worthlessness of that Archibald Menzies whom they so perversely preferred to me. This might have been possible, I say, if I had been able to retain my position in the gay world; but as a beggar, or the next thing to it, I was compelled to strike my colors even before such a one as Captain Menzies.

It was too miserably true everything had gone against me, and I was fain to bury myself and to hide my chagrin in what I had been accustomed to call my arctic wilds.

While I was effecting my retreat from the world, things were in such a whirl that the mere changes from one anxiety to another kept me from indulging any separate sorrow; but now in solitude, "out of humanity's reach," I could ponder without stint, and I distinguished the blows of fortune, and knew which was the sorest of them. O Aline Macleod, it was the thought of you that made all other losses seem small in comparison. Your beauty of face and form was but a fraction of your charms. Did I not remember your soft looks and graceful gestures, the music of your voice, and were not your words and acts in harmony with all that I thought excellent in woman! Reflection showed me which was my intolerable sorrow. I could face all else, but I could not bear to be shut out from the light of your countenance. If, instead of being well endowed with worldly means, you had been poor and friendless, your sweet self, without a grain of "siller," would be to me the richest prize in the world.

But this morning was sad folly. I had to call all my philosophy to my aid, and to school myself to leading a rude unsweetened life. There had been a short glimpse of brightness; now it was in the dark shadow that my paths were ordered. Quarda,-I was thankful enough, be it said, to have it to fall back on, but-it was a dismal home. There was a little to do as laird, there

was a little sporting, and there was a very little society. The paucity of neighbors was to a disappointed man not disagreeable, though solitude probably tended to prolong my care. And fortunately, Quarda, ill found as in many things it may have been, was not without books to solace a recluse.

The lucky accident by which the place contained a library-or rather a well-furnished snug study-was known to me. For, oddly enough, an ancestor of mine had come here a fugitive just as I had done, and had taken to bookssome of them rather strange ones, as I soon found. There was, however, this difference between his flight from the world and mine ;-his disaster was political, while I was a broken man of pleasure. He had cast in his lot with the unhappy Stuarts, and had saved little beyond his life from out the wreck of their cause in Scotland. If all be true that I have heard about him-and although Prince Charlie's campaign was not long ago, I am but imperfectly informed concerning my grandfather, so carefully did he efface himself-he would have died on the scaffold if he had been discovered; and to avoid that fate, he allowed a title and a large property to pass to a distant relation, he being accounted dead. He became reconciled after a time to his lot, and, as a student, found such repose as had been denied him in the busy world. Country people were then-are now, in deed-prone to ascribe to any man who follows after learning, studies which are unlawful as well as honest researches; and my forerunner assuredly did not escape calumny of this kind. The stories about him are dying out at last; but there are old shepherds and hinds living yet, who say he could raise the devil and do feats of magic. They even declare that he did not die and return to earth as another man, but had some strange disappearance accompanied with all sorts of prodigies. They evidently had a great love of the marvellous. wondered whether, if my miserable, worthless life should be prolonged for a season, I also should leave behind me an uncanny reputation, for I was already taking to letters.

The last thing that I should have credited myself with was an academical

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turn; but as I found books to physic my pain better than any other resource, I presume that literary labor must have been that which I delighted in. I spent more and more time in the study. Not many weeks had passed since I came to Quarda, and already I had become a bookworm. It is hardly necessary to give an account of my course of reading. Let me pass that, and say that one day, during a spell of very rough weather, I tired of leaning over my desk, and began to move about the room by way of diversion. While so doing, I, without any clear design, opened a cabinet which stood in a recess of the room, and was immediately conscious of a pungent and most disagreeable odor, which seemed to issue forth as if it had a will of its own, and which assailed my nostrils. Made more earnest by this odd opposition, as it were, to my examination, I persisted in making a search. There were books there, well thumbed, and I was startled to find that nearly all of them treated directly or indirectly of magnetism and its magical powers! Here was a discovery! I also found on the shelves drawings of curious figures, long sheets of numbers, rods of wood and of metal, phials, crucibles, lamps, with inscriptions in characters quite unknown to me. I may have very imperfectly noted the contents, because my attention was suddenly drawn away by a most curious-looking block or box (I could not quite decide which), having seven sides, the diameter of the base of which may have been 2 inches, and the height of the box 6 or 7 inches. On the top was a wonderfully luminous crystal. crystal. The wood outside was light in color; some sides were covered with complicated outlined figures, and others with unknown written characters.

I took the thing up. It was heavy, and must, I thought, be hollow, and hold something enclosed. So I went back to my chair and sat down to examine it. Being persuaded that there was some method of opening it, I turned it and pressed it in many ways without for a long time finding a joint. At last, as I made some movement, there issued from it a sharp click such as one hears in clockwork, and a smell, like that which had saluted me when I opened the cabinet, was again perceptible. At

the same time I felt a shudder pass through me, and thought my life had stopped, so depressing was the sensation. Presently, to convince myself that I lived, I made a movement toward rising from my seat, and on lifting my head discovered, to my astonishment, that I was not alone! I declare that, standing about four yards from me, there was a man, habited as I was, and, as far as I could judge, the counterpart of myself. "My wraith," I thought; "I am going to die, and no man ever met his fate with less regret. I knew somehow that the figure was not of flesh and blood. I was not frightened I rather studied the apparition, which, however, after holding my regard fixed on it for I really cannot say how long, was suddenly gone.

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I collected my wits immediately. I threw up the window, inhaled some cold air, felt my pulse-which galloped-and decided that my system was alarmingly deranged. The surprise should have been, perhaps, that I had not broken down in body before, after suffering so much in mind and spirits. Confinement would not do for me, it was clear. I was becoming subject to hallucinations, and I was sage enough to know that moderate exercise in the open air was indispensable, and might, perhaps, suffice to restore me without medicine. So I returned my puzzle-box to the cabinet, put the interior into the order in which I had found it, and locked the place up, resolving that the reading life to which I had lately taken must be given up.

Then I took to outdoor doings again, and soon became pretty sound. Sleep and appetite had a little ago much fallen off, and, as I argued, by taking the disorder in time I probably crushed it. As for the fetch, or wraith, which I had seen, I cared little about its meaning, and would not let my thoughts dwell upon it at all. As I felt steady and strong again, I, however, did think with some astonishment that my ancestor must have had queer fancies. My father, after he grew up, had never seen Quarda; and so it was that, until I came back a stricken deer, things remained in his study much as my grandsire left them.

After a few days away from the desk,

I laughed at my late visitation, looked upon it as an interesting study in physiology, and made two or three notes by way of record. The effects so far passed away that I determined one evening, after a long ramble out of doors, to have another look at that seven-sided box, and try to find what was inside it. I got it out, and went to work upon it much as I had done on the former occasion. I did not open it; but I, after some handling, produced the click, and smelled the odor which I have described before. I was painfully conscious, too, of the cold shiver and the feeling of horror." There is only one plague more,' I thought, "and that is the apparition.' I lifted my eyes, and there it stood ! This is too bad," I muttered. “I have not been shutting myself up now. I will stop this weakness;" and, quite in a rage, I rose and left the study. On my way down-stairs I encountered my man, whom I desired to bring down to the room below a book which he would find on my desk. I had hardly waited for him two seconds when he entered, bringing the book indeed, but his face blanched with terror and his whole frame trembling with affright. "God save us!" he faltered; which is the master? Are ye abune, sir, or are ye here?"

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It was not, then, my physical condition that was at fault. Other eyes had seen the spectre as well as mine. I soothed the man as well as I could, trying to make light of his fears; but I was very uncomfortable myself. I was not, however, terrified; and after a short reflection I resolved to go to the study and face the intruder. I did so. Nothing was to be seen there but the usual furniture of the room.

That night I took earnest counsel with myself all things considered, I did so dispassionately. The conclusion I came to was-1st, That an apparition haunted the study; 2d, That it was in some way connected with the wooden apparatus on which the crystal was fixed; 3d, That it was the copy of myself; 4th, That it must indicate the coming of some accident to me; 5th, That when it might show itself again I ought to speak to it, and demand its business. I did not fear death; and I made up my mind that, if boldness would do it,

I would make better acquaintance with this mystery. I would take steps on the morrow.

The morrow, however, provided business of its own. My servants all declared that they must quit Quarda forthwith, and I was really in sore embarrassment, which was only got over with great difficulty. Fortunately only one servant had seen anything. The others took their fright at second hand from him. If he would stay, and moderate his alarm, the others probably would also be soothed. With much persuasion, and a bribe which I could ill afford, I at last prevailed upon the terrified fellow to remain.

This difficulty having been arranged, I nerved myself for an encounter with my other self. Having taken every precaution against intrusion, I proceeded as I had done on the two former occasions, handling and pressing the crystal-crowned heptagon until I produced the clicking noise. Then, spite of the odor and the shudder which ensued, I contrived to keep my eyes raised, and presently saw, come from I know not where, the startling figure at a short distance from me.

We looked at each other-I and I— sternly for a moment. Then I, steadily I think, said, Who are you? and what do you here?"

"You see who I am," answered the appearance. "I am here because I was summoned. You are the lineal heir of Angus Cameron, as he was latterly called. Therefore I will assist you and your heirs. What do you require ?''

The voice was so exactly my voice, that the answer seemed but a continuation of the question. I did not, however, expend time in considering this or anything else except the matter in hand. By a sort of inspiration I saw clearly that here was an offer of aid, and that my first course should be to secure that, leaving explanations and antecedents for the present. I spoke again briefly.

"My property is gone; but the lady whom I covet more than wealth is, I believe, unmarried. I am very miserable and reckless. Can you aid me as to the troubles which I have named ?''

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"Alas!" I answered, "I wrote by the last boat from Lerwick desiring that all my stock, now almost valueless, should be disposed of."

"Do as I have said," repeated my double; and immediately after he had spoken I ceased to see him.

If I had been asked beforehand how I would conduct myself during such an interview as I have recounted, I should have said that I would be horrorstricken, that I should lose my head, and that I should certainly speak and act in a manner which my subsequent calm judgment would pronounce to be weak and little to the purpose. As it really happened, I felt collected, and I am sure that I held to the main requirements of my case as shrewdly as if I had had time given me for consideration. When the interview was over, I thought earnestly how I should act. This might be a delusion to lead me to my end, or into other mischief-about that I really did not care. Here was presented a chance-a chance unintelligible to me— of in some way bettering my condition. Any prudent, sedate man would simply laugh at the whole fancy-say that I had been mad or dreaming, and condemn the advice I had received as inviting to a wild-goose chase. I could not prove the contrary of this; but I felt that it would be worth my while to comply with the directions I had received. After twenty-four hours' deliberation I decided that, happen what might, I would undertake the adventure. Money was, no doubt, scarce with me; but there were the scanty means with which I had come to establish myself in my forlorn retreat; my city wardrobe still remained to me; it was but the voyage to Leith; if it should prove to be a mere deceit, I could only return; the secret of the matter was my own.

The announcement that I was about to return to Edinburgh raised the greatest surprise and excitement in the little circle about me. I had caused it to be understood, if I had not positively declared, that I had come to Quarda for a very long sojourn; so this sudden change of plans was difficult to account for. There had been no arrival of letters for many days, so that I could not pretend a sudden summons from friends in the capital. I said that I had by the

last packet desired to make some business arrangements with which I had, on further consideration, seen reason to be dissatisfied. I was going to consult as to further dispositions on the spot. But this did by no means satisfy my household and neighbors. They divined some unknown trouble; and my man-servant implored me with tears not to sail the seas. He had seen my wraith, he said, and he would never see me again if I tempted the waters. Maggie, my elderly cook and general manager, declared that, ill-fated as my going was, I should yet be supplied with one great chance of keeping alive; and modified her chagrin at my departure by busying herself in the preparation of her wonderful cordial -a remedy with which I was not unfamiliar against sea-sickness and many another ill to which flesh is heir.

Spite of remarks and dissuasions, I left in a small craft for Lerwick, arrived there safely, and took passage in the very first smack that sailed for Leith. The voyage was untroubled. and I duly landed and proceeded to mine inn in the city. My first visit was, as may be supposed, to the business people in the capital to whom I had intrusted the disposal of my property. I expected to find that the little remnant, which had been invested in bonds that were greatly depreciated on account of the long war, had been disposed of at a heavy loss, and it was with a sinking heart that I met my agent. To my surprise, however, he knew nothing of the instructions that I had transmitted, and he had taken no recent step in regard to my affairs. This was perplexing, but, on the whole, a relief. I desired that my letter, when it should arrive, might not be acted on, as I had thought of another arrange ment which I could personally communicate if it should be worthy of adoption.

After this I made inquiries in a quarter on which I could rely concerning the subject which lay next my heart, and ascertained that the Macleod family was still in the capital, and that my beloved Aline remained single, though Captain Menzies was understood to be still advancing his pretensions.

I knew now how the land lay, and saw that, at any rate, the way was open NEW SERIES.-VOL. XLVI., No. 1

to the adoption of the course which my strange visitor had recommended. But of what value was that? The circumstances which had forced me into retirement remained exactly as they had been. I no more saw my way to a happy issue from them, than I did when I took the resolution to bury myself in my desolate. patrimony. Once more I had returned to the busy haunts of men; but for what end? what was I to do? I confess that I began to feel something like a precipi→ tate simpleton, and to think that the sooner I was away again the better. Thoughts like this vexed me all that afternoon. I could do little except brood on my troubles; for until I could see some reasonable course of action to be pursued in the metropolis, I held back from renewing acquaintances, and could only wander about fretting. night, though without much appetite, I ordered supper, and was obliged, in deference to the custom of those days; to drink some wine, though I could ill afford and would gladly have dispensed with the luxury.

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After the meal my head began to ache, and I felt much indisposed. It was not wonderful that I should be. somewhat upset, for I had endured a considerable mental trial, the end of which was not yet in view, and I had given my limbs very little rest since I landed. I did not fancy that I was. very ill, but at the same time knew well. that the malady which I was feeling ought to be checked at once. There were reasons why I was most unwilling to take medical advice: in the first. place, the expense of it would greatly. exhaust my slender means; and in the second place, my impatience to prosecute the adventure which I had undertaken made me shudder at the thought of being placed under restriction even. for a day or two.

"A night's rest," I thought, "may be a quite sufficient doctor;" and with that idea came the recollection of Mag: gie's cordial, so carefully and thought-. fully provided for such a contingency. Yes, of course, I would take the elixir, go to bed, and wake up in the morning. (so I hoped) a sound man once more.

I went, therefore, off to my chamber,. and opened the case in which I had be-.. stowed the restorative. I had not had

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