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Show TH REINCARNATION THEORY. A Beautiful Explanation That Wm Palnfal In Its Flual Application. Landlord Allan is always looking for a good thing and always recognizes it when he sees it. This he found in a Washington paper, and the local application appli-cation makes it the more interesting: If there is a good 6tory born in Washington, Wash-ington, it is a two to one shot that its cradle will lie in the back parlor of John Chamberlin's. Dr. Edward Bed-loe Bed-loe came over from Philadelphia one night and sat therein entertaining a choice group of friends with tales of the far east. In the edge of the group sat a man from Pennsylvania, who had come over from Pottsville on some government govern-ment contracting business. He was all ears and eagerness. His name waB Strauss. Finally the restraint became too intense, and he broke loose. "Toctor," said he, "what is dot new relichun I heers off about China? My wife has got it ferry bad, und I don't understand it." "Tell me the name," said Bedloe. "Is it Mohammedanism, Buddhism, Shintoism, Taoism, Confucianism or what?" "Oh, it is no isms, but der name is like a tramp's migrashun of der soul, ain'd it?" . "Oh, you doubtless mean transmigration transmi-gration of the soul." "Yah, dot's it. You dell me about dot." "Certainly. Transmigration of the soul is a very pretty poetio doctrine of metempsychosis which our friends of the Theosophical society have borrowed from the far east"- "Here, here, toctor! Tell me vot dot means, so I can understand what you vos talking aboud." "All right, I will tell you in plain language. Take yourself, for instance. You live to the allotted age of threescore three-score years and ten, and then you pass away. Your soul goes into the body of a bird a canary, we'll say and from your gilded cage you fill a lady's boudoir bou-doir with the melody, living a life of luxury and fed from the dainty fingers of beauty" "Oh, dot is peautiful, peautiful! 1 like dot!" "And then you die again, and your soul goes into a lovely flower in a garden, gar-den, and you fill all the air with fragrance fra-grance and delight the eye with your exquisite ex-quisite color and delicacy of petals" "Ah, dot is fine! I like dot relichun." "As I was saying when you interrupted inter-rupted me, you live the life of a flower, until one day a donkey gets into the garden, and attracted by your loveliness loveli-ness he eats you, and your 6oul passes into the donkey" "Yah, yah." "When some former acquaintance comes along, strokes your long ears and says: 'Why, Strauss, is it yon? How little you have changed!' " Pottsville (Pa.) Republican. |