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whom I would have saved if I could. No, I can never heal anyone again for I have lost the power."

But my friend persisted. She reminded me of what I had done for the child on previous occasions, and ended by saying: If you will only make the effort, perhaps the power will return to you," and looking at me imploringly, with great tears in her eyes, she said: "0, do please try."

It ended by my putting on my bat and going with her, but very reluctantly. When I took the child in my arms I felt an utter deadness, not even pity for the poor little suffering thing, and that was strange, for my sympathies had always been quick and tender and by far the larger part of me. But way down under all this deadness there was a small, faint effort to help the child. This grew and grew within me until all of a sudden I felt a great rush of life and in that instant the healing power returned. In a few moments I placed the child back in its bed sound asleep and entirely healed.

The aura which I had lost and regained was as real a thing in the first instance as in the last and was not the outflow of mere enthusiasm. It really had its rise in what I bad thought and experienced, but that thought and experience had not then been deep enough to make the aura permanent and abiding. I had not